Your essay on the sleepless, moon filled night resonated deeply! I had the same exact experience (and often do) the night before the full moon complete with post Advil jitters in the a.m. Ugh! I appreciate your commentary as most people think I'm crazy!
Also the intense, beautiful and spontaneous feeling for one's spouse when you least expect it is expressed so tenderly.
Nirma - amazing that we had the exact same experience! Someone suggested trying Tylenol instead of Advil. (Apparently it has some relaxing properties - I've never found it to work too well on pain, but for this, maybe!) Thank you for your thoughts.
Your words resonate as always. I too just finished "Rough Sleepers" by Tracey Kidder. I have a renewed understanding of homelessness and the importance of addressing the problem as it grows in our world. So glad you brought it to light so we can all contemplate.
Thank you Denise, and I’m so glad you’ve read Rough Sleepers. Getting to know “Tony” was especially enlightening. I feel like homelessness kind of holds a mirror up to so much of what is less than ideal about our current culture. I know it is an ancient problem and a worldwide problem but I can’t stop thinking about how there must be some better solutions - yet they would require fundamental change across so many arenas.
So beautiful. I love this essay. Your writing continues to astonish me.
And for what it’s worth, I am convinced that certain people are deeply, wildly affected by the moon--sometimes positively, sometimes not. I’m as true a Cancer as you’ll ever find, and there are times when my hands actually shake when there’s a full moon (not connected to anything else 🙏🏻), so yes, I absolutely believe in all of this.
A husband filled with golf balls. It’s an affliction, but a safe one. ❤️
We cancers and the moon - Oy! I think Lear may have made up the runcible spoon, though apparently it is something like a spork! Thank you for for cheering me on and inspiring me as always, Elissa.
I meant to add, perhaps most important: I believe that there should be a word for that ineffable gratitude one feels when one looks at one’s spouse at 3 am and their snoring softly, the dog is asleep, and it all might have been otherwise. In the way that the Welsh have the word “Hiraeth.”
Priscilla! So honored. And I must tell you the joy from your son’s wedding rang out from your posts this week and spread cheer all around - so happy for you and your family.
Your essay on the sleepless, moon filled night resonated deeply! I had the same exact experience (and often do) the night before the full moon complete with post Advil jitters in the a.m. Ugh! I appreciate your commentary as most people think I'm crazy!
Also the intense, beautiful and spontaneous feeling for one's spouse when you least expect it is expressed so tenderly.
Thank you.
Nirma - amazing that we had the exact same experience! Someone suggested trying Tylenol instead of Advil. (Apparently it has some relaxing properties - I've never found it to work too well on pain, but for this, maybe!) Thank you for your thoughts.
Your words resonate as always. I too just finished "Rough Sleepers" by Tracey Kidder. I have a renewed understanding of homelessness and the importance of addressing the problem as it grows in our world. So glad you brought it to light so we can all contemplate.
Thank you Denise, and I’m so glad you’ve read Rough Sleepers. Getting to know “Tony” was especially enlightening. I feel like homelessness kind of holds a mirror up to so much of what is less than ideal about our current culture. I know it is an ancient problem and a worldwide problem but I can’t stop thinking about how there must be some better solutions - yet they would require fundamental change across so many arenas.
So beautiful. I love this essay. Your writing continues to astonish me.
And for what it’s worth, I am convinced that certain people are deeply, wildly affected by the moon--sometimes positively, sometimes not. I’m as true a Cancer as you’ll ever find, and there are times when my hands actually shake when there’s a full moon (not connected to anything else 🙏🏻), so yes, I absolutely believe in all of this.
A husband filled with golf balls. It’s an affliction, but a safe one. ❤️
Q: What is a runcible spoon. I’ve never known.
We cancers and the moon - Oy! I think Lear may have made up the runcible spoon, though apparently it is something like a spork! Thank you for for cheering me on and inspiring me as always, Elissa.
I meant to add, perhaps most important: I believe that there should be a word for that ineffable gratitude one feels when one looks at one’s spouse at 3 am and their snoring softly, the dog is asleep, and it all might have been otherwise. In the way that the Welsh have the word “Hiraeth.”
Yes! And thank you for that word - hiraeth. It is so interesting when our (good) feelings manifest themselves physically - and spontaneously.
(And of course I meant “they’re.”🙄
Both personal and familiar, your writing is outstanding.
Oh my, thank you Ellen. That means a lot.
I love every word you write.
Priscilla! So honored. And I must tell you the joy from your son’s wedding rang out from your posts this week and spread cheer all around - so happy for you and your family.
I would have laughed out loud at the part about your husband being filled with golf balls but my mouth was full of coffee! Good one!
Ha, Maria, I must admit I gave myself a chuckle on that too - It just kind of popped out! Thank you😃