Oh, you helped me so much today, Abigail, to distract my mind from the big and crazy world and look instead at the smaller, more intimate and wholly natural world of your backyard. Thank you.
I particularly liked “It has been here longer than I have, and none of this yard really belongs to me, it belongs to its own self.” And faith in something you have no name for. Faith is what matters, not the name.
It brings me happiness that I can see your meadow in the distance of my memory. I saw a deer there, standing at the farthest end. The light colored grasses in the foreground. It was a vignette of nature. I’m glad you have this to look toward and can give your heart a rest over your grandchildren. They know what it means to you to sort this out and they undoubtedly will at some point. Thank you for sharing your heart with us.
I began reading with a lump in my stomach and as you took us outside, little by little, through your observations of the natural world, I noticed the lump dissolve, and a warm feeling settled in and around my heart, my pulse slowed, and my breath too. I’ll be taking a hike today with a friend, because we need more nature now more than ever.
Beautiful reflection, Abigail. Thank you. I’m currently listening to a Michael A. Singer Audible book called ‘The Surrender Experiment’ …your story is a tale of pure surrender. All shall be well.
I hope that by the time you’d watched the unknown turn into the known outdoors that the rift between the grandkids had healed. Loved everything about this, Abigail. Thank you.
We humans twist ourselves and everyone else into knots, but the trees and sky will keep being long after we have been forgotten. And the dogs and cats and foraging creatures will continue to chase each other through the long grass, oblivious to the made up games people play.
Abby, this is wonderful and just what I needed on a dark day. Your curiosity led you out to the yard and away from worry. We all need to follow your example and stay present, not fall down the rabbit hole of anxiety. Best of all, the dogs listened! Thank you!
Jill, thank you. I had no idea the outdooors was goimg to help, but it did. Thank you for reading and liking it. I hope the TNB's are going great guns, so happy you visitied and then that was the beginning of the new start. Drop im anytime.
Oh, you helped me so much today, Abigail, to distract my mind from the big and crazy world and look instead at the smaller, more intimate and wholly natural world of your backyard. Thank you.
Thank you so much for reading it. Really. thank you.
Really nice.
Rick! Thank you. I miss you.
Thanks for writing to us today. It helped.
I hoped it would, thank you. It helped me, too.
I particularly liked “It has been here longer than I have, and none of this yard really belongs to me, it belongs to its own self.” And faith in something you have no name for. Faith is what matters, not the name.
I think faith in something you have no name for may be the better kind of faith.
I think you're right.
My thought when I was done reading was, “You have faith in the now.” And you described this protracted moment beautifully.
Oh my god, I think you are right! NowQ and it's always all we've got! Thank you! Thank you!!Genius!
Trees. Nature. Four leggeds. Words. They will get us through. Thank you for yours 🙏💜
Thank you. I hope so.
It brings me happiness that I can see your meadow in the distance of my memory. I saw a deer there, standing at the farthest end. The light colored grasses in the foreground. It was a vignette of nature. I’m glad you have this to look toward and can give your heart a rest over your grandchildren. They know what it means to you to sort this out and they undoubtedly will at some point. Thank you for sharing your heart with us.
Thank you, Georgette. Means a lot to me.
I began reading with a lump in my stomach and as you took us outside, little by little, through your observations of the natural world, I noticed the lump dissolve, and a warm feeling settled in and around my heart, my pulse slowed, and my breath too. I’ll be taking a hike today with a friend, because we need more nature now more than ever.
Thank you very much. I had hoped so.
Beautiful reflection, Abigail. Thank you. I’m currently listening to a Michael A. Singer Audible book called ‘The Surrender Experiment’ …your story is a tale of pure surrender. All shall be well.
I don't know what to call it either. It would be lovely to have something renew my faith in it, though. I will be on the look out.
I hope that by the time you’d watched the unknown turn into the known outdoors that the rift between the grandkids had healed. Loved everything about this, Abigail. Thank you.
We humans twist ourselves and everyone else into knots, but the trees and sky will keep being long after we have been forgotten. And the dogs and cats and foraging creatures will continue to chase each other through the long grass, oblivious to the made up games people play.
Abby, this is wonderful and just what I needed on a dark day. Your curiosity led you out to the yard and away from worry. We all need to follow your example and stay present, not fall down the rabbit hole of anxiety. Best of all, the dogs listened! Thank you!
Jill, thank you. I had no idea the outdooors was goimg to help, but it did. Thank you for reading and liking it. I hope the TNB's are going great guns, so happy you visitied and then that was the beginning of the new start. Drop im anytime.
Beautiful
No name
Just this view
Feeling
Wonderful
Curiosity
🌹🌹🌹
The secret of life is to accept.