I actually just read that passage from Tinker Creek about stalking the muskrats the other day and also reflected in my journal about how rarely I feel alive in my life. So it feels like your article has come at a very appropriate time and it resonates with me. We had a thunderstorm the other day and as I sat on my balcony, getting whipped by cold rain, I felt so alive. It is a feeling I also have when I sit by the ocean and watch the waves. Somehow those moments of losing myself are what make me feel most alive. I really enjoyed reading this article and am looking forward to reading the works you have linked.
Nina, me siento refrescada después de leerte, llena de esperanza y energizada para proteger mi atención y mi mente. No como una práctica para optimizarme, sino quizás como una práctica de amor. Gracias por esto, qué delicia es leerte!
I just started Pilgrim, very much looking forward to spending time with her. “You get out of the way, and wouldn’t you know it, you feel your most alive.” Beautiful statement in your beautiful essay - reminded me of a Mary Oliver poem I love, To Begin With, the Sweet Grass, and her line:
And what do I risk to tell you this, which is all I know?
Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world
My eyes welled up at the end of your essay - I truly loved this one, Nina! I wrote three pages in my journal after reading it and added both Dillard and Murdoch to my TBR. Thank you so much :)
Oh no! I put a lot of thought into what art I want to share so I'm very happy you appreciate it. A Macedonian artist I love very much! I think his art really encapsulates what being awake and alive can feel like sometimes.
Perhaps I should risk it and write my true thoughts - Nina, I admire you and your works very much))) But the more I delve into your writings and videos, the more I understand how scattered my attention must be for me not be able to grasp your thoughts, let alone follow them - I find myself rereading same passages, replaying same phrases in videos, but the words seem to slip through my fingers...
Never have I felt so absent-minded and lost as when I follow your writings, which encourage me to understand it, but which also amplify the fear: what if I'm just not enough to understand😶
I don't expect any reassurance in response, of course - but I wonder if anyone has had a similar experience and has idea or recommendations what to do with it, because I'm genuinely puzzled🤔
Pilgrim at Tinker Creek will always be my favourite and first suggestion! But truly any collection of essays. The Abundance is quite wonderful I'd say :)
I actually just read that passage from Tinker Creek about stalking the muskrats the other day and also reflected in my journal about how rarely I feel alive in my life. So it feels like your article has come at a very appropriate time and it resonates with me. We had a thunderstorm the other day and as I sat on my balcony, getting whipped by cold rain, I felt so alive. It is a feeling I also have when I sit by the ocean and watch the waves. Somehow those moments of losing myself are what make me feel most alive. I really enjoyed reading this article and am looking forward to reading the works you have linked.
Nina, me siento refrescada después de leerte, llena de esperanza y energizada para proteger mi atención y mi mente. No como una práctica para optimizarme, sino quizás como una práctica de amor. Gracias por esto, qué delicia es leerte!
I just started Pilgrim, very much looking forward to spending time with her. “You get out of the way, and wouldn’t you know it, you feel your most alive.” Beautiful statement in your beautiful essay - reminded me of a Mary Oliver poem I love, To Begin With, the Sweet Grass, and her line:
And what do I risk to tell you this, which is all I know?
Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world
Oh I’m excited for you!! I hope you love it as much as I do.
Truly, Dillard, Oliver and Murdoch are a HOLY TRIFECTA
My eyes welled up at the end of your essay - I truly loved this one, Nina! I wrote three pages in my journal after reading it and added both Dillard and Murdoch to my TBR. Thank you so much :)
Ohhh 🥹 Thank you so much!! I'm so glad it resonated.
Perhaps off topic and unasked for, but I love the paintings selected to accompany this essay. Thank you
Oh no! I put a lot of thought into what art I want to share so I'm very happy you appreciate it. A Macedonian artist I love very much! I think his art really encapsulates what being awake and alive can feel like sometimes.
Perhaps I should risk it and write my true thoughts - Nina, I admire you and your works very much))) But the more I delve into your writings and videos, the more I understand how scattered my attention must be for me not be able to grasp your thoughts, let alone follow them - I find myself rereading same passages, replaying same phrases in videos, but the words seem to slip through my fingers...
Never have I felt so absent-minded and lost as when I follow your writings, which encourage me to understand it, but which also amplify the fear: what if I'm just not enough to understand😶
I don't expect any reassurance in response, of course - but I wonder if anyone has had a similar experience and has idea or recommendations what to do with it, because I'm genuinely puzzled🤔
What a relief
😌
Absolutely loved this. I haven’t read Dillard yet—any suggestions on where to begin?:)
Pilgrim at Tinker Creek will always be my favourite and first suggestion! But truly any collection of essays. The Abundance is quite wonderful I'd say :)