This is all so relatable and resonant, friend...and beautifully crafted. The landscapes you've loved in your various homes, I believe, will never forget you and never stop loving you back. Finding a sense of wholeness like you've described here is no small feat in a trans body (at least not for me in this trans body). It strikes me as maybe the most important home of them all, because without feeling at home in one's self, a true sense of home elsewhere might be elusive or at least ephemeral. Thank you for these resonant and...yep, resilient words. Wishing you ever deeper roots inside yourself. 🌳🌿💚🌈🕊️✨
I really feel the truth of this, friend... how finding a sense of wholeness in a trans body is no small feat (and the most important home of all). Thank you for seeing, as you always do, to the heart of what I share and reflecting it back to me. I treasure your resonance, your presence and your friendship. <3
I love your line about homes as short stories instead of novels. That's been my experience in adulthood, and I resonate with what you shared about learning that it's worth the pain of grief to grow deep roots, even in places that may be temporary. I find it comforting to think about how I'm a walking conglomeration of all the different people who I've loved and been loved by, even if those people are no longer in my life.
I love the ways this spoke to you and your experiences, the things you've learned along the way, Kelly. Gah, I'm so with you on finding comfort in the image of being that walking conglomeration, as you so aptly put it, of all the places and people and beings we've known and loved and been loved by through our years. It really does feel better to me, too. I appreciate you being here.
Beautifully written as always. I had a similar experience going back to the house and town I lived in from 10 to 18 back in March—I completely surprised myself by bursting into tears as soon as I saw my childhood home. I imagine that there are these spiritual mycelia connecting us to all the places we've ever lived or loved.
Omg..."spiritual mycelia" is one of the most delightful things I've heard in awhile, and *of course* it would come from you... I'm so happy this resonated. Thank you for sharing, friend. xx
Oh, so beautifully written, Phoenix. The coldness of the stream and the bird calls seem so immediate. Thank you for sharing, so eloquently, your discoveries of home, and all the things that that means.
What gorgeous writing. Somehow, your writing feels about me and also about my trans son that we lost last April to suicide. Maybe that’s because your concepts of home are a human experience, and a powerful insight for all of us. I hope you continue to share your incredible talent.
Eric…this statement - “somehow, your writing feels about me” - so powerfully sums up one of my biggest hopes in writing what I do. I honestly can't express how honored and grateful and tender I feel hearing this from you, with all you've been through. I'm sending so much love to you and your family, always.
This is all so relatable and resonant, friend...and beautifully crafted. The landscapes you've loved in your various homes, I believe, will never forget you and never stop loving you back. Finding a sense of wholeness like you've described here is no small feat in a trans body (at least not for me in this trans body). It strikes me as maybe the most important home of them all, because without feeling at home in one's self, a true sense of home elsewhere might be elusive or at least ephemeral. Thank you for these resonant and...yep, resilient words. Wishing you ever deeper roots inside yourself. 🌳🌿💚🌈🕊️✨
I really feel the truth of this, friend... how finding a sense of wholeness in a trans body is no small feat (and the most important home of all). Thank you for seeing, as you always do, to the heart of what I share and reflecting it back to me. I treasure your resonance, your presence and your friendship. <3
I love your line about homes as short stories instead of novels. That's been my experience in adulthood, and I resonate with what you shared about learning that it's worth the pain of grief to grow deep roots, even in places that may be temporary. I find it comforting to think about how I'm a walking conglomeration of all the different people who I've loved and been loved by, even if those people are no longer in my life.
I love the ways this spoke to you and your experiences, the things you've learned along the way, Kelly. Gah, I'm so with you on finding comfort in the image of being that walking conglomeration, as you so aptly put it, of all the places and people and beings we've known and loved and been loved by through our years. It really does feel better to me, too. I appreciate you being here.
Beautifully written as always. I had a similar experience going back to the house and town I lived in from 10 to 18 back in March—I completely surprised myself by bursting into tears as soon as I saw my childhood home. I imagine that there are these spiritual mycelia connecting us to all the places we've ever lived or loved.
Omg..."spiritual mycelia" is one of the most delightful things I've heard in awhile, and *of course* it would come from you... I'm so happy this resonated. Thank you for sharing, friend. xx
Oh, so beautifully written, Phoenix. The coldness of the stream and the bird calls seem so immediate. Thank you for sharing, so eloquently, your discoveries of home, and all the things that that means.
It makes me smile to hear your senses picking up my descriptions of this place, Heather 😊 And I'm so grateful for your words 🤍
What gorgeous writing. Somehow, your writing feels about me and also about my trans son that we lost last April to suicide. Maybe that’s because your concepts of home are a human experience, and a powerful insight for all of us. I hope you continue to share your incredible talent.
Eric…this statement - “somehow, your writing feels about me” - so powerfully sums up one of my biggest hopes in writing what I do. I honestly can't express how honored and grateful and tender I feel hearing this from you, with all you've been through. I'm sending so much love to you and your family, always.
I'm so glad you're close enough for a visit! nora ann.
So am I! Thank you <3
Thank you for sharing this.
I’m grateful it resonated. xx