Grief: Second Sight & Joan Didion’s Magic Time I didn’t know Joan Didion, but thanks to New York friends who did, I met her a couple times. Once at a mutual friend’s birthday party: we ended up sitting next to each other on a window seat, apart from the crowd and party noise. She said in her soft voice, “You find yourself waiting for the moment when you can escape these things.”
First, Carol, I am so very sorry for your loss of your husband...
Today, while looking through earlier posts on Cecilia Woloch's Facebook page, I found a link to you...
I have felt these moments in my life, too--those moments when you feel you must immediately write down the messages arriving, just-under your skin...I think that we *transcribe* those messages sent to us. We are *conduits* for this, yes?
Thank you for your vulnerability and generosity in writing--and sharing--this, with us.
First, Carol, I am so very sorry for your loss of your husband...
Today, while looking through earlier posts on Cecilia Woloch's Facebook page, I found a link to you...
I have felt these moments in my life, too--those moments when you feel you must immediately write down the messages arriving, just-under your skin...I think that we *transcribe* those messages sent to us. We are *conduits* for this, yes?
Thank you for your vulnerability and generosity in writing--and sharing--this, with us.
Wow, this is beautiful, Carol. And your insights about the creative process, about imagination and about intuitive knowing, are astounding. Thanks for this.
Grief, Second Sight & Joan Didion's Magic Thinking ...
First, Carol, I am so very sorry for your loss of your husband...
Today, while looking through earlier posts on Cecilia Woloch's Facebook page, I found a link to you...
I have felt these moments in my life, too--those moments when you feel you must immediately write down the messages arriving, just-under your skin...I think that we *transcribe* those messages sent to us. We are *conduits* for this, yes?
Thank you for your vulnerability and generosity in writing--and sharing--this, with us.
First, Carol, I am so very sorry for your loss of your husband...
Today, while looking through earlier posts on Cecilia Woloch's Facebook page, I found a link to you...
I have felt these moments in my life, too--those moments when you feel you must immediately write down the messages arriving, just-under your skin...I think that we *transcribe* those messages sent to us. We are *conduits* for this, yes?
Thank you for your vulnerability and generosity in writing--and sharing--this, with us.
Wow, this is beautiful, Carol. And your insights about the creative process, about imagination and about intuitive knowing, are astounding. Thanks for this.
This is a beautiful piece writing.
Riveting, Carol. Your phrase “unconscious knowledge” might otherwise suggest a contradiction…but not in your skilled and perceptive hands.