People ask me: why do you write about food, and eating and drinking? Why don’t you write about the struggle for power and security, and about love, the way the others do? The easiest answer is to say that, like most other humans, I am hungry. —M. F. K. Fisher
Tonight I am hungry for quiet, for stitching, for reading. I seem to be empty of words, but I will tell you that there are some beautiful altars happening out there in the ethers.
On the 365 Altars Facebook page, you should just see the altars Sunny Howe and Karen Sharp are creating every single day. Mesmerizing. Touching. Intriguing. Beautiful.
Then there’s this altar and this altar and this altar and this altar.
and last but not least, there’s this altar and this altar.
Just a small sampling of beauty being created all over the place, one altar at a time.
Jeanne! Even when you are “empty of words” you still manage to share the most amazing tidbits. Thank you for including my post in the altars you mention! I’m honoured to be among such talented and beautiful women. Soul-sisters. Soul-family.
Hugs and butterflies,
oh, sugar, of course you’re here. you who creates beauty every day – every single day. your well never runs dry, your talent never ceases to take my breath away. xo
You are beautiful. Even when you are without words, your wisdom speaks volumes. Thank you. Love you.
funny i’m without words today and actually craving silence while you are packing to go for a full 10 days of silence. and i miss you already.
I love MFK Fisher because she knows, as you do, that writing about food and eating and drinking (and altars) IS writing about power and security and love. Thank you. xo
i’ll put a cherry on top and call your words perfectly said.