I agree with Celia, your writing has always felt healing to me too, Tiya. You seem to have that inner drive to want to experience wholeness. You help us envision what it could look like — even when it doesn’t seem to exist yet. And it’s endearing when you let us readers know that sometimes you have your doubts and the path is not clear.
This post got me wondering about the nature of healing. We often think of healing as bringing about a change that restores wholeness. But spiritually speaking, healing can also be the revealing of an inherent wholeness — a wholeness that always exists but may be temporarily unseen.
There are women writers who seem to know this truth in their souls. When I close my eyes, I see Edna Lewis in her field of sunflowers or Joy Harjo playing her sax. I know these women’s lives haven’t been smooth but they’ve learned to create from a timeless, loving center. Like you, I’m grateful to be given such beautiful elders to try to echo!
I agree with Celia, your writing has always felt healing to me too, Tiya. You seem to have that inner drive to want to experience wholeness. You help us envision what it could look like — even when it doesn’t seem to exist yet. And it’s endearing when you let us readers know that sometimes you have your doubts and the path is not clear.
This post got me wondering about the nature of healing. We often think of healing as bringing about a change that restores wholeness. But spiritually speaking, healing can also be the revealing of an inherent wholeness — a wholeness that always exists but may be temporarily unseen.
There are women writers who seem to know this truth in their souls. When I close my eyes, I see Edna Lewis in her field of sunflowers or Joy Harjo playing her sax. I know these women’s lives haven’t been smooth but they’ve learned to create from a timeless, loving center. Like you, I’m grateful to be given such beautiful elders to try to echo!
Christine Stansell?????