A measured confluence for sure! I love this piece, Caroline! Especially:
“Goodbye for now you intoxicating creature, I’ll deal with you later.”
i’ve thrown that bastard to the passenger seat many times myself, lol. So that got me giggling. You banged everything around that is capable of being banged around, and I’m not sure if you hit a “high score” or not, but it seems to me that it was only the first ball, and you’ve got two left to go! Thank you!
I’ve thrown him out of the car door, left him on buses, and even took a flight or two without even a hint of him in my luggage. But he always shows up. Sometimes in the lobby of the hotel before I’ve checked in. He’s resilient, I’ll give him that.
Wow, Caroline, there must be something in the air, because I’ve been struggling with my own frenetic energy this week & am doing a lot of work to regroup and settle down my monkey mind - and then I saw this post - a perfect description of how one might get back to the flow & the beauty in doing so. Thank you!!
Just gorgeous Caroline, raw and honest and flowing and I can feel your heart in every word. I spent decades struggling with fragmented attention and frenetic energy and obsession with the high and all I can say is you hit the nail on the head... it's all about movement in all its facets, and beneath it, knowing why.
At least for me, tuning into "why?" and pausing to consider what would serve the moment best, what would open it to more love, more depth, more aliveness, more presence, is what changed everything. And slowly the beautiful rotation of facets began to emerge when they were most needed.
There’s such solace in learning how many of us have been on similar journeys—I’m no longer the weirdo or the outsider. I just am. I’m grateful for your reflections and can’t wait to listen on my walk in a few hours 🤍🤍🤍
I had The Who’s pinball wizard in my head at the beginning of this and thankfully it switched to something more soothing and nature-y to accompany the beautiful visions of streams. Love your words as always. Today I’m focusing on encouraging my actions to match my hopes. Love.
Caroline. I just have no words. How do your words flow with so much beauty, and bittersweet honesty? I felt like I was looking at my reflection. I am an indiscriminate pinball and you’ve perfectly captured the desire, the NEED, to slow down. Your words heal. ❤️
I liked the pacing in this article, Caroline. I began thinking it's a praise of speed, energy, and exuberance, only to be pleasantly surprised by the slowing down of the pace as we come to calmness and alignment.
This shift is palpable, describing a life that can be "seen" - like you always do with writing whose subject matters can be seen, felt, and touched.
Caroline, I always save your writing until I have absolute peace and quiet. It brings me so much joy. I will never grow tired of telling you how much I love your rich prose and depth of awareness. It is an honor to read your words and feel along the dark corridors of life with you.
I can feel your movement and your growth and your longing and your passion through your writing and it is beautiful.
I think what I realize as I get older is that the most amazing part of life is how much we can change and grow and evolve. “You’ve changed” is the biggest compliment to me. The best people are changing and metamorphosing slowly all the time.
And I so resonate with your desire to quiet the chatter and get in touch with your truest self.
“Maybe the quest for alignment begins by quieting the endless chatter of the mind — the rolling barrage of clinking metal — and opening myself up to the natural rhythms around me. “
Really love that. Wonderful article, your work is always worth reading and thinking about.
I can’t imagine a better life goal than to exist in the “place where verve and elegance collide.” 👌
❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
A measured confluence for sure! I love this piece, Caroline! Especially:
“Goodbye for now you intoxicating creature, I’ll deal with you later.”
i’ve thrown that bastard to the passenger seat many times myself, lol. So that got me giggling. You banged everything around that is capable of being banged around, and I’m not sure if you hit a “high score” or not, but it seems to me that it was only the first ball, and you’ve got two left to go! Thank you!
Two left!! That’s exciting to hear. And I’m glad that you laughed at that sentence because I definitely did!
I’ve thrown him out of the car door, left him on buses, and even took a flight or two without even a hint of him in my luggage. But he always shows up. Sometimes in the lobby of the hotel before I’ve checked in. He’s resilient, I’ll give him that.
But his days are numbered!
Great ‘stack, Caroline.
Thanks for sharing.
They’re so resilient!!! Thank you so much!
Wow, Caroline, there must be something in the air, because I’ve been struggling with my own frenetic energy this week & am doing a lot of work to regroup and settle down my monkey mind - and then I saw this post - a perfect description of how one might get back to the flow & the beauty in doing so. Thank you!!
I agree, there something in the air — I’ve noticed it with others too. Thank you so much for being here!
Just gorgeous Caroline, raw and honest and flowing and I can feel your heart in every word. I spent decades struggling with fragmented attention and frenetic energy and obsession with the high and all I can say is you hit the nail on the head... it's all about movement in all its facets, and beneath it, knowing why.
At least for me, tuning into "why?" and pausing to consider what would serve the moment best, what would open it to more love, more depth, more aliveness, more presence, is what changed everything. And slowly the beautiful rotation of facets began to emerge when they were most needed.
P.S. you might like this whole album, here's one track https://open.spotify.com/track/5240gfyMepnjFblD3Ak8C3?si=ce50c40719144953
There’s such solace in learning how many of us have been on similar journeys—I’m no longer the weirdo or the outsider. I just am. I’m grateful for your reflections and can’t wait to listen on my walk in a few hours 🤍🤍🤍
I'm grateful for you 💛💛💛 We're all the weirdo! The "weirder," the more alive, it seems 👀
Well done. You are so talented. I enjoy your writing immensely.
Thank you!!!
I had The Who’s pinball wizard in my head at the beginning of this and thankfully it switched to something more soothing and nature-y to accompany the beautiful visions of streams. Love your words as always. Today I’m focusing on encouraging my actions to match my hopes. Love.
It is an incredible song! I’m so grateful that you are here 🤍
Caroline. I just have no words. How do your words flow with so much beauty, and bittersweet honesty? I felt like I was looking at my reflection. I am an indiscriminate pinball and you’ve perfectly captured the desire, the NEED, to slow down. Your words heal. ❤️
Legit tearing up! I cannot express what this means to me. I’m so so so grateful for you 🤍
Take a bow, every Saturday. I demand it. 😘
🥰🥰🥰
“People must think I’m crazy.” So, I hide, locking myself away — immobilized by the failure — until the passion strikes again."
oh caroline one would rightly suppose you will lose the idea of caring what others think far before that passion ever flickers out xo
Fingers crossed!!!!
I liked the pacing in this article, Caroline. I began thinking it's a praise of speed, energy, and exuberance, only to be pleasantly surprised by the slowing down of the pace as we come to calmness and alignment.
This shift is palpable, describing a life that can be "seen" - like you always do with writing whose subject matters can be seen, felt, and touched.
I didn’t even realize that until now…it’s funny how the writing sometimes flows in just the right way.
I’m always grateful for your presence and thoughtful responses!
Just beautiful!
❤️☺️❤️
"Where verve and elegance collide " I think a word or name for that is "Caroline". ❤️
Sobs!!! Thank you 🤍
Caroline, I always save your writing until I have absolute peace and quiet. It brings me so much joy. I will never grow tired of telling you how much I love your rich prose and depth of awareness. It is an honor to read your words and feel along the dark corridors of life with you.
"a place where verve and elegance collide"
My gifted friend...you're already there. ❤️🔥
Oh my goodness! I could cry! Thank you so much. Truly!! I’m the opposite thought, I tear yours open immediately. I can’t wait!!
It’s such a privilege to be here with you ❤️🔥
Ugh Caroline this was so beautiful, I can’t even.
Wow. I am really moved.
I can feel your movement and your growth and your longing and your passion through your writing and it is beautiful.
I think what I realize as I get older is that the most amazing part of life is how much we can change and grow and evolve. “You’ve changed” is the biggest compliment to me. The best people are changing and metamorphosing slowly all the time.
And I so resonate with your desire to quiet the chatter and get in touch with your truest self.
Thank you for this absolute gem. For real. 🤍
Arty, I could not agree more. If we’re not changing, we’re not living!! And how I want to live!
I’m always grateful for your honesty and support 🤍
“Maybe the quest for alignment begins by quieting the endless chatter of the mind — the rolling barrage of clinking metal — and opening myself up to the natural rhythms around me. “
Really love that. Wonderful article, your work is always worth reading and thinking about.
Thank you so much!! And Ditto!
Hey C! This essay is so relatable and brought up all kinds of feelings for me. Thank you, as always. xx.
Thank you, always 🤍🤍🤍
I always felt guilty after wasting time playing pinball. I am so old, I could play for hours on one nickel…
I think that’s exactly what you were supposed to be doing!
Somehow I doubt that…