Your words seem to describe me and my trajectory as well. I wrote a blog called A Mother’s Touch for four years for our local newspaper when my, now grown, kids were little. The words poured forth easily. I couldn’t stop them. I loved writing. And then one day it just stopped. It has been many years since that blog. And, like you, during the pandemic I turned inward, isolated myself, and became immersed in art. Creating art saved me and helped me to deal with Interstitial Cystitis, and more recently, severe eczema. I often thought about writing, but there were no words or ideas or love for it anymore. I kept creating art and tried to heal. And then this horrific election outcome tore open my heart and laid bare the truth I had never wanted to see. Love does not always win. And there is a whole lot of hate out there. I, too, am looking for a new path forward. In the pain of it all, I feel my words coming back. I am happy to have followed you on Instagram, and even happier to follow you here on Substack. I believe I will make the switch fully, too, and perhaps write again. Love and light, Margot. Thank you for your inspiration.
It is true, love does not always win. I've learned that painful lesson over the years. Yet, we retain hope, we keep loving, we keep shining, and we find a way. I'm so excited for you and look forward to reading your beautiful words!
“Creativity is the opposite of destruction. It is our birthright. It is where our greatest power resides. Art will save the world, but only if we keep making it.”
Margot…you nailed it here. Which reminds me to continue my own creativity on top of my day job helping 7 year old humans learn and grow (I’m teaching 2nd grade these days! 💕)
Your words seem to describe me and my trajectory as well. I wrote a blog called A Mother’s Touch for four years for our local newspaper when my, now grown, kids were little. The words poured forth easily. I couldn’t stop them. I loved writing. And then one day it just stopped. It has been many years since that blog. And, like you, during the pandemic I turned inward, isolated myself, and became immersed in art. Creating art saved me and helped me to deal with Interstitial Cystitis, and more recently, severe eczema. I often thought about writing, but there were no words or ideas or love for it anymore. I kept creating art and tried to heal. And then this horrific election outcome tore open my heart and laid bare the truth I had never wanted to see. Love does not always win. And there is a whole lot of hate out there. I, too, am looking for a new path forward. In the pain of it all, I feel my words coming back. I am happy to have followed you on Instagram, and even happier to follow you here on Substack. I believe I will make the switch fully, too, and perhaps write again. Love and light, Margot. Thank you for your inspiration.
It is true, love does not always win. I've learned that painful lesson over the years. Yet, we retain hope, we keep loving, we keep shining, and we find a way. I'm so excited for you and look forward to reading your beautiful words!
“Creativity is the opposite of destruction. It is our birthright. It is where our greatest power resides. Art will save the world, but only if we keep making it.”
Margot…you nailed it here. Which reminds me to continue my own creativity on top of my day job helping 7 year old humans learn and grow (I’m teaching 2nd grade these days! 💕)
Much love and light to you, my dear!
Love and light to you, my friend! xoxo!
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