Curious to know if the witch who talked to you about your life card also talked about the card that would be the theme of this coming year. If she didn't and you're interested, let me know. I can help with that.
I adore all of your writing, Belle. Your meandering narrative and heart-centered trajectory always resonates with my whole self: mother, woman, artist, human. You make me feel less alone in this odd juxtaposition that is our reality today. Thank you.
This took my breath away. I will have to read it all again just to single out the beautiful passages that spoke to me, about witchy truths, sacred seasons, and the stars and light that live in us. If you wrote a book I would gobble it up. I also loved Chimera and Challengers and The Heart's Invisible Furies. Thank you Belle for all your "Belle Cheslering."
I have been arrogant about my good memory yet in my forties I noticed that I just had blanks come up with names of actors, directors, films that I appreciated. I could see their faces or scenes but NOT the name and I was a secret critic. I came up with all kinds of excuses: tired, bored, working nights, uninspired, NOT that it might have been to shifting hormones after early menopause at 36. (Now called premature ovarian failure.) It frightened me, what was happening? My memory did return gradually and now at 78, it's back to "tip of the tongue syndrome." Yes it could be something more like the beginning of dementia, both of my grandfathers had it and my mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's, which she denied until she died of heart disease. It is frightening to think of that prospect of losing myself of who I think I am. What gives me hope is knowing I am not the same person that I was yesterday and some days I know the answer to the final Jeopardy and can feel smug and superior and most days I can't answer any of the questions. Everyday I hope for the best and that humility, that underserved quality, will thrive. Stay true Belle, with kind regards, Carol Brendsel
Curious to know if the witch who talked to you about your life card also talked about the card that would be the theme of this coming year. If she didn't and you're interested, let me know. I can help with that.
You bet!
I adore all of your writing, Belle. Your meandering narrative and heart-centered trajectory always resonates with my whole self: mother, woman, artist, human. You make me feel less alone in this odd juxtaposition that is our reality today. Thank you.
This means a lot, Stephanie. Thank you. Sending love.
Just read Claire Keegan's "Small Things Like These," a gob-smacking story.
This took my breath away. I will have to read it all again just to single out the beautiful passages that spoke to me, about witchy truths, sacred seasons, and the stars and light that live in us. If you wrote a book I would gobble it up. I also loved Chimera and Challengers and The Heart's Invisible Furies. Thank you Belle for all your "Belle Cheslering."
Wow, thank you. I love your writing as well. I also love that we not only share a last name, but we also have overlapping media tastes!
Thank you, Belle. Truly, thank you.
Kathy
Thank you for reading, Kathy❤️
I have been arrogant about my good memory yet in my forties I noticed that I just had blanks come up with names of actors, directors, films that I appreciated. I could see their faces or scenes but NOT the name and I was a secret critic. I came up with all kinds of excuses: tired, bored, working nights, uninspired, NOT that it might have been to shifting hormones after early menopause at 36. (Now called premature ovarian failure.) It frightened me, what was happening? My memory did return gradually and now at 78, it's back to "tip of the tongue syndrome." Yes it could be something more like the beginning of dementia, both of my grandfathers had it and my mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's, which she denied until she died of heart disease. It is frightening to think of that prospect of losing myself of who I think I am. What gives me hope is knowing I am not the same person that I was yesterday and some days I know the answer to the final Jeopardy and can feel smug and superior and most days I can't answer any of the questions. Everyday I hope for the best and that humility, that underserved quality, will thrive. Stay true Belle, with kind regards, Carol Brendsel
Love this! Thank you for the levity. ❤️