I felt both the sense of roaming free and spiralling deep reading this. Love the voice and strong sense of place, how it gets at something so deeply internal.
That’s the exact space of deep knowing and experience I wrote this from. It makes me happy to know that you sensed it in my words. Thank you for finding this. 💜
“Each one of us is home to such suspicious polarities. Joy and sorrow are always dancing together in our inner worlds.” Beautiful, my friend. And true.
That was, as always so beautifully written, a warm and poetic trip into a cold and isolating place, loneliness I mean, not Shillong :) Sorry about you cat, life eh, so chummy with death, what to do? Thanks for the words Swarnali
Thank you Jonathan. I guess a major part of living is just effortless agreement with sorrow and accepting it as we accept our morning tea/coffee. Thank you for always reading my words ❤️
This captured the haunting beauty of our existential loneliness so well. Thank you ♥️
Thank you for sparing your time reading it ❤️
This was so beautifully written. it felt like i was there with you on your vacation. my deepest condolences for your loss ❤️🩹
Thank you for coming along ❤️
I felt both the sense of roaming free and spiralling deep reading this. Love the voice and strong sense of place, how it gets at something so deeply internal.
That’s the exact space of deep knowing and experience I wrote this from. It makes me happy to know that you sensed it in my words. Thank you for finding this. 💜
“Each one of us is home to such suspicious polarities. Joy and sorrow are always dancing together in our inner worlds.” Beautiful, my friend. And true.
Thank you Holly. I read about Ruby. I hope you are moving on. ❤️
That was, as always so beautifully written, a warm and poetic trip into a cold and isolating place, loneliness I mean, not Shillong :) Sorry about you cat, life eh, so chummy with death, what to do? Thanks for the words Swarnali
Thank you Jonathan. I guess a major part of living is just effortless agreement with sorrow and accepting it as we accept our morning tea/coffee. Thank you for always reading my words ❤️
That’s the goal, although the effortless part is the problem ;)
Yes, I guess we need to practice till the effort becomes obsolete
That was as always so beautifully written, a poetic warm trip into a cold and isolating place, loneliness, not
Thank you, Swarna, for taking us with you to Shillong. You are not alone!
So sweet. Thank you John for coming along ❤️