I used to write poetry. Paint. Be creative just for the sake of being creative. I need to bring that back into my life. Sometimes I want to grab my notebook, my sketchbook and run to a cabin in the middle of nowhere. ‘Let the soft animal of my body, love what it loves.’
Here’s to all of you who feel an ache to reconnect with something. Someone. I hope these gorgeous words speak to you.
By Mary Oliver