A very beautiful, poetic post that found my heart🫶🏻🌱💚 I feel everything you write to the core of my whole body because I am in love with Nature. Nature have been my friend since I was a little girl. It is like my religion and medicine at the same time. I belong in Nature and my bonds to Nature is eternal. Thank you for sharing💚🙏
I have never felt more at peace with nature and life then when I read this. Aren't you just beautiful? It’s amazing how you can meet someone, read their work and it absolutely feels like what you do in moments like that. I remember when I visited my mom back in the village. It was raining heavily and outside was just looking glorious with the smell of the rain and everything and I made a hot cup of coffee, I walked to the window and I think I stood there for an hour plus, never tired.
I got that same feeling while reading this. Too I can’t go home right now because of transportation cost, but I really enjoyed discovering your work today and making a new friend. I’m sending a DM. Please check it out.
Reading this while spring is slowly awakening. The way you describe it makes me feel a bit guilty to celebrate the coming of spring, and that's a good thing, as your writing shows so well the beauty of late winter 💚
❄️☃️ Thank you for this beautiful post, Clare! Your words are Medicine and this post has come at the perfect time for me. I've been enjoying the wonder of the snow sparkling in the sunlight here in New England, the silence of the trees' presence, the owls' soft hooting at sunset, flurries of birds at the birdfeeder along with a squirrel or two. The hearth in my life is in the common house of my cohousing community and it's been warming my fellow artists and I on Friday afternoons as we gather to connect while we create. 🔥🎨
Thank you so much for reading and your kind words. Winter holds such magic and beauty and I love you too are hearing Owls and listening to the presence of trees whilst gathering around a fire ✨
Beautiful post, Clare. I love how you honour the small, often overlooked moments... like the robin waiting, the daffodils’ promise, and the geese carrying messages across the sky 🙏🌼🪿
A very beautiful, poetic post that found my heart🫶🏻🌱💚 I feel everything you write to the core of my whole body because I am in love with Nature. Nature have been my friend since I was a little girl. It is like my religion and medicine at the same time. I belong in Nature and my bonds to Nature is eternal. Thank you for sharing💚🙏
Thank you for reading and your kind words Tony. I too loved nature as a little girl 🙏✨
I have never felt more at peace with nature and life then when I read this. Aren't you just beautiful? It’s amazing how you can meet someone, read their work and it absolutely feels like what you do in moments like that. I remember when I visited my mom back in the village. It was raining heavily and outside was just looking glorious with the smell of the rain and everything and I made a hot cup of coffee, I walked to the window and I think I stood there for an hour plus, never tired.
I got that same feeling while reading this. Too I can’t go home right now because of transportation cost, but I really enjoyed discovering your work today and making a new friend. I’m sending a DM. Please check it out.
Thank you Ral, I am so glad you liked my words. Thank you so much for reading 🙏✨
Reading this while spring is slowly awakening. The way you describe it makes me feel a bit guilty to celebrate the coming of spring, and that's a good thing, as your writing shows so well the beauty of late winter 💚
You are so kind, Violetta. Thank you. I feel the same as you but I am slowly releasing Winter with gratitude and love 🙏
"a way that has been carved out before" 🤍 such beautiful words - thank you for your writing and all the hope your words hold
Thank you Clare for your kind words 💕
❄️☃️ Thank you for this beautiful post, Clare! Your words are Medicine and this post has come at the perfect time for me. I've been enjoying the wonder of the snow sparkling in the sunlight here in New England, the silence of the trees' presence, the owls' soft hooting at sunset, flurries of birds at the birdfeeder along with a squirrel or two. The hearth in my life is in the common house of my cohousing community and it's been warming my fellow artists and I on Friday afternoons as we gather to connect while we create. 🔥🎨
Thank you so much for reading and your kind words. Winter holds such magic and beauty and I love you too are hearing Owls and listening to the presence of trees whilst gathering around a fire ✨
Beautiful post, Clare. I love how you honour the small, often overlooked moments... like the robin waiting, the daffodils’ promise, and the geese carrying messages across the sky 🙏🌼🪿