Happy 2023 everyone! I have started this year with the lesson of slowness. I sit with Ella in bed and cuddle. Then we go for a walk. Then we have tea. It's hard now to understand how I could be so busy just a couple of weeks prior.
Here is a beautiful text written by my friend Richie. I'm pretty sure she's not an Imaginary friend, even though she looks like a Disney princess. I hope you like her universe as much as I did.
it is i. when i listen to your letters, i feel some part of you in the recipient. some days you are my titus. some days you are laretta dear.
i'm thinking of you now as I open up my laptop for the first time in 2 weeks. how i got away with that, i don't know.
some days i think it good. some days, i feel less of myself than i ever remember. but this could just be a cocoon stage. the beginning of a metamorphosis. at least, that's what i'm telling myself.
i've been watching a show about pioneers trekking toward the oregon coast in 1883. i feel like some of them sometimes. in a beautiful world lawless and wild. these strange devices (that i wouldn't be able to put together myself if one ever broke) - are our only windows into the bigger world (and meta one for that matter). and because of this, we know the lens is skewed. but still. what world do i belong to?
in a 'doing nothing' mediation this week i asked myself - how many more brains do i have for these other worlds? there is the world of the past. the future. meta world. tax world. how many moving parts can we truly handle? we weren't coded for this, were we.
maybe i'm making sense. maybe i'm not.
all of this to say, hello.
i'm thinking of you.
and that's really all.
all my love,
r
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You can find Richie's work here.
Since I didn't make a video today, here's an earworm!