This issue comes to you from a night of very little sleep. Not because I left it all to the last-minute and had to pull an all-nighter – but because LittleOne picked up a bug. Hopefully LittleOne is on the mend, but in the meantime, I’m a bit of a zombie – reeplete with sandy eyes, ambling shuffle and communication in grunts and grumbles.
So I’ll keep this short and sweet, lest my zombie words begin to cannibalise my good words!
I hope my words find you well in your world, and I hope you enjoy this issue.
Writing & Creativity Cool Finds
Something I created
If you had been awake this morning, you might have seen the path to the Other World. It was glowing bright and clear. Full of promise and suspended in eternity.
But even as you grabbed your pack and kissed your sweetheart and called for your friends the birds to lend you their wings, the Gods were laughing as the path-light dimmed.
Achingly, heartbreakingly quickly.
By the time you had soared into the skies, the light was gone. And so was the path.
You exhaled and your head dropped. A tiny corner of your heart cracked. Just a little.
You held your heart and inhaled and sutured it with determination and hope. Just like you’d done many times before, and like you will do many times yet to come.
Backstory: The sunrise light changes so quickly. This is a micro-story I first shared on Twitter. It was inspired by the two photos of the same sunrise that I took – mere minutes apart.
A Book or Piece of Art I Love
The Lion and the Bird by Marianne Dubuc
It is an almost wordless story about a lion who finds a hurt bird in autumn, and nurses it all through winter, and they become the most beautiful of friends. Come spring, the bird is fully recovered and wants to go and be with his bird family. We stay with Lion as he misses his friend, but finds contentment and joy in tending to his garden and being in the world around him. In autumn, the birds again fly south, and Lion misses Bird that little bit more. Your heart aches with Lion’s and for Lion. Then, Bird returns to spend winter with his friend, Lion, and the only thing left for your heart to do is overflow with joy.
It’s one of the many books about which LittleOne has learnt to ask me, “does it give you tears?” And the answer for this book is always, “yes, my LittleOne, it does!”
I’ve got a real soft spot for these kinds of picture-books-which-speak-to-the-heart-including-hardened-adult-hearts. It’s the kind of book Enchanted Lion publishers do so brilliantly.
Randomly Interesting Inspirations for Stories
Du fond du coeur, thanks for reading x