Absolutely beautiful! And I so agree. We modern humans are so often driven to categorise, to monetise, the truths and the magic and the beauty of life, which so often resides in the small things. George Mackay Brown, the writer from the Orkneys, wrote something that was a bit like this - have to paraphrase as I don't have it to hand - about the old Orcadians he remembered. "They had no need of ambition, for the stuff of their daily lives was the same as they knew in their mythology." Bad paraphrase, but love the sentiment!
Love this…I agree, absolutely. I think that is true about many things that we care about in life, the things that bring meaning, joy, satisfaction. I think of my work on the farm, tending many animals, stewarding the land, taking care of all the beings (human and otherwise) in my life. Sure, some people can monetize their meaningful work but that’s not the point. Thank you for sharing. It was inspiring to read.
I love your wonderful image of the girl watching her male peers go to France, and yet my throat aches and my tears fall as I can never forget the innocents who also went to France - the horses and dogs. I look out at my own horses and remember how many of the heavy horses, in particular, never came home; my Suffolk, George, is a member of a breed rarer than Giant Pandas because of those wars. Don’t stop writing - the evocation of peace or passion, whether grief or rage or love, must come from a human heart, not from an AI, and books will continue to provoke thought and fuel action long after tweets and memes are forgotten.
Expressing ourselves always matters just as you say Tania because we never know who we can help, hold up, hold close, and care for with our words. Getting to the point the way you do is glorious writing. Straight to the heart. thank you Tania, I look so forward to reading what you have to say! Especially your Mable stories :) they make me laugh so hard! I have to think of a fitting name for my Mable!!! take good care good woman!! It's so interesting that the name Mable means "loveable or dear"...
I Wish I would have met you (or your muse) 60 years ago and heeded these words:
"So I say yes: let us write it down. It won’t make money and it won’t find fame and it won’t transform your material life. (Your spiritual life is a whole other matter.) You’ll have to have a proper job, like we all do, to pay the bills. But if you can write something straight and filled with truth and brave and plain and shimmering with humanity, you could rearrange someone’s atoms, exactly like the few pages I read this morning did for me."
I believe I would be a better writer, better person, today.
Goodness, that is a touching thing to say. I do think, though - and hope - that it is never too late. There is always that one true sentence, waiting to be written.
Absolutely beautiful! And I so agree. We modern humans are so often driven to categorise, to monetise, the truths and the magic and the beauty of life, which so often resides in the small things. George Mackay Brown, the writer from the Orkneys, wrote something that was a bit like this - have to paraphrase as I don't have it to hand - about the old Orcadians he remembered. "They had no need of ambition, for the stuff of their daily lives was the same as they knew in their mythology." Bad paraphrase, but love the sentiment!
That is stunning! A sentiment I did not know. Thank you so much for it.
Love this…I agree, absolutely. I think that is true about many things that we care about in life, the things that bring meaning, joy, satisfaction. I think of my work on the farm, tending many animals, stewarding the land, taking care of all the beings (human and otherwise) in my life. Sure, some people can monetize their meaningful work but that’s not the point. Thank you for sharing. It was inspiring to read.
So beautiful. Yes, to all of this.
Well, now I want to know about that young woman too..........
That's the best thing to say! She may yet tell her story.
Yes!!! buuut, please don’t leave us in suspenders- can you share the atom arranging text ????? 🙏
It is not yet published, but I shall let you know the moment it is!
Thank you, Tania.
Thank you right back!
This is a treasure. Thank you.
What a very generous thing to say. Thank you.
Applause from Ireland! That is so beautiful 🙏
That’s lovely! Thank you.☺️
I love your wonderful image of the girl watching her male peers go to France, and yet my throat aches and my tears fall as I can never forget the innocents who also went to France - the horses and dogs. I look out at my own horses and remember how many of the heavy horses, in particular, never came home; my Suffolk, George, is a member of a breed rarer than Giant Pandas because of those wars. Don’t stop writing - the evocation of peace or passion, whether grief or rage or love, must come from a human heart, not from an AI, and books will continue to provoke thought and fuel action long after tweets and memes are forgotten.
This is so moving. I love that you have George and George has you.🧡
Your post was beautifully written and stirred in me a desire to write again 🌸Thank you 🌸
This fills me with delight. Hurrah for you!
Stunning. It's not so much inspiring as it is a reassuring celebration for all of us here. Tania's joy of life is mine!
I love that! Thank you.
You have written exactly what I needed to hear.
That is very wonderful of you to write.
As always, there’s a light. You were it, for me, this morning.
Oh my goodness! That is so beautiful and touching. Thank you.
Expressing ourselves always matters just as you say Tania because we never know who we can help, hold up, hold close, and care for with our words. Getting to the point the way you do is glorious writing. Straight to the heart. thank you Tania, I look so forward to reading what you have to say! Especially your Mable stories :) they make me laugh so hard! I have to think of a fitting name for my Mable!!! take good care good woman!! It's so interesting that the name Mable means "loveable or dear"...
That is such a very lovely thing to write. Thank you so much.
Thank you for writing. Your words reached across the ocean and opened me up and brought much needed tears to my eyes. Thank you.
That is very moving. Thank you right back.
This inspired me to keep writing, and to write more clearly and simply and honestly. It also made me cry a little.
That is so touching. Thank you.
I Wish I would have met you (or your muse) 60 years ago and heeded these words:
"So I say yes: let us write it down. It won’t make money and it won’t find fame and it won’t transform your material life. (Your spiritual life is a whole other matter.) You’ll have to have a proper job, like we all do, to pay the bills. But if you can write something straight and filled with truth and brave and plain and shimmering with humanity, you could rearrange someone’s atoms, exactly like the few pages I read this morning did for me."
I believe I would be a better writer, better person, today.
Goodness, that is a touching thing to say. I do think, though - and hope - that it is never too late. There is always that one true sentence, waiting to be written.