2 posts tagged “shadow poems”
Today my work came out in Frame Lines, a funky new Melbourne alternative arts magazine. I am not only very happy to have my first Australian publishing credit - I am also really stoked about this magazine and what they are working to accomplish, and doing a hella job with! So without further adieu - Edition #3 ...
FRAME LINES
FRAME LINES
"They are like fairy godmothers, like mentors, like the mother you never had, or did not have long enough. These human beings could be called little wild mothers. Usually everyone has at least one. If we are lucky, throughout a lifetime we will have several.
The little wild mothers guide you, burst with pride over your accomplishments. They are critical of blockages and mistaken notions in and around your creative, sensual, spiritual and intellectual life. Their purpose is to help you, to care about your art, and to reattach you to the wildish instincts, and to elicit your original best."
Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Women Who Run With The Wolves [p109]
This morning, I had a little cry.
Maybe it was being back in the yoga studio.
Maybe it was frustration with myself that I still haven't chosen a single poem I feel worthy of submission.
Maybe it is that my new series of poems (Shadow Poems) demand continuous interplay with my own shadows.
Maybe it was logging in and re-reading ThirtyNine and Jenn's recent comments to my current work in progress.
Yes, I think that's it.
I am struck today by how critical it is to have people in my life who act as 'little wild mothers'. I don't have a 'mother', am far away from my physical friends, and have been without strong female mentorship for several years. And so I say, thank you to each of you who have left such supportive words behind my writing.
Each of you have filled my cup with some 'little wild mothering'.
The little wild mothers guide you, burst with pride over your accomplishments. They are critical of blockages and mistaken notions in and around your creative, sensual, spiritual and intellectual life. Their purpose is to help you, to care about your art, and to reattach you to the wildish instincts, and to elicit your original best."
Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Women Who Run With The Wolves [p109]
This morning, I had a little cry.
Maybe it was being back in the yoga studio.
Maybe it was frustration with myself that I still haven't chosen a single poem I feel worthy of submission.
Maybe it is that my new series of poems (Shadow Poems) demand continuous interplay with my own shadows.
Maybe it was logging in and re-reading ThirtyNine and Jenn's recent comments to my current work in progress.
Yes, I think that's it.
I am struck today by how critical it is to have people in my life who act as 'little wild mothers'. I don't have a 'mother', am far away from my physical friends, and have been without strong female mentorship for several years. And so I say, thank you to each of you who have left such supportive words behind my writing.
Each of you have filled my cup with some 'little wild mothering'.