It’s three weeks now, since you wrote this, and I‘m still taking my time to overthinking what you said. Reading the words every day and continuing to find the similarities. Your path was leading you through a field of flowers and mean bugs. Leaving the bugs alive and enduring their poison is whats so hard, but leads you to find joy in the flowers again. Simple, I know, but the work you did to become this human and artist is only yours. And mine is mine.
And that’s exactly what’s your wonderful and authentic your self means; replying to an absolutely unimportant post after days of crazy work in all their shapes, bad experiences and warmth hugs. Always busy, but never to busy to put things aside. Thank you!
I was at a cave not far from Rila Monastery in Bulgaria a few weeks ago where a legendary monk called Ivan of Rila, had lived, for around 12 years during the 13th century. Our guide took us through the cave and then led us to a fresh spring where he claimed, if we all drank from it, we would be reborn. Naturally, l drank from it-how could you not-and although l pretty much felt the same as l wandered back down the hill to the van, a thought struck me with real force. Not that l had been ‘reborn’ but that maybe l am supposed to have the life that l have now & that all that preceded that realization, was meant to happen.
I mean, this ain’t anything new-people are banging on about this kinda stuff all the time 🤣-but what was new was that, as the thought struck me, so did a conviction that l no longer needed to question why certain things had happened in the way they have as if this wasn’t fair nor how l had expected things to turn out. Rather, what l needed to do was to accept that the meandering path, with its ups and downs, was actually richer for it meanderings and from the distance from which it had strayed from the path l may have expected.
What the bloomin’ heck has this got to do with your latest musings, you may well ask? 🤨 Pretty much everything l’d say because the crux of what you are saying is that if you embrace the darkness, work through it, acknowledge and learn from it and then come out the other side, you’ll naturally & organically become an altered (hopefully new-and-improved!😜) version of yourself. Instead of playing the victim or throwing your hands up in the air whining on about how disastrous it all is-welcome feeling ‘broken’ in & allow it to wash over you with all of its unexpected consequences.
That is the conviction l came to, more or less, a few weeks ago atop a mountain in Bulgaria and reading your excellent newsletter, has brought it back to me and also acted as validation., so thanks a bunch!🙏😍
Dear Adele, this is a gorgeous story, and beautifully written - love how you write; crystal clear, insightful and always so warm. A magic combination. Funnily enough, this reached me (again) at the right time. Because I've been beating myself up about a few areas of my life where I am always seemingly putting my head in the sand. And the reminder to self-forgive; while trying to get better at these things really helps. It's so easy to feel ashamed when you make mistakes or don't tend to things that you should have. And its a psychological challenge not carry these things with one like an albatross. But like you say, these things are part of our path and are the very things that make us human. The wonderful thing is that we get to right them. And that is something worth shooting for. As ever, thank you for you. In this year where I'm trying hard to fight for some abstract notion of what I want to do musically - your words and support are often like a balm. A batty brilliant balm dear Adele. Have a lovely weekend ahead xx
thank you so much for sharing! i had a very dear friendship end about a year ago, and it didn't end well. i am still healing from it. some days are easier and some harder, but your passage about losing loved ones in whatever way helped me feel less alone and more able to see the growth i can make from this.
It can be really hard - how certain people come into your life for a reason - and go for a reason. I totally understand and relate to how hard that can be. Thank you for your words here, keep in there
It’s three weeks now, since you wrote this, and I‘m still taking my time to overthinking what you said. Reading the words every day and continuing to find the similarities. Your path was leading you through a field of flowers and mean bugs. Leaving the bugs alive and enduring their poison is whats so hard, but leads you to find joy in the flowers again. Simple, I know, but the work you did to become this human and artist is only yours. And mine is mine.
I know its late but I really appreciate your kind words here Daniela.
It was like an exorcism to get it out of my system, and means so much that you found value in this too.
I hope this finds you very well and am sending dear May greetings! Jim
And that’s exactly what’s your wonderful and authentic your self means; replying to an absolutely unimportant post after days of crazy work in all their shapes, bad experiences and warmth hugs. Always busy, but never to busy to put things aside. Thank you!
thank you for sharing this with us x
Thank you for feeding back Andrea!
Hey Jamie! 👋
I was at a cave not far from Rila Monastery in Bulgaria a few weeks ago where a legendary monk called Ivan of Rila, had lived, for around 12 years during the 13th century. Our guide took us through the cave and then led us to a fresh spring where he claimed, if we all drank from it, we would be reborn. Naturally, l drank from it-how could you not-and although l pretty much felt the same as l wandered back down the hill to the van, a thought struck me with real force. Not that l had been ‘reborn’ but that maybe l am supposed to have the life that l have now & that all that preceded that realization, was meant to happen.
I mean, this ain’t anything new-people are banging on about this kinda stuff all the time 🤣-but what was new was that, as the thought struck me, so did a conviction that l no longer needed to question why certain things had happened in the way they have as if this wasn’t fair nor how l had expected things to turn out. Rather, what l needed to do was to accept that the meandering path, with its ups and downs, was actually richer for it meanderings and from the distance from which it had strayed from the path l may have expected.
What the bloomin’ heck has this got to do with your latest musings, you may well ask? 🤨 Pretty much everything l’d say because the crux of what you are saying is that if you embrace the darkness, work through it, acknowledge and learn from it and then come out the other side, you’ll naturally & organically become an altered (hopefully new-and-improved!😜) version of yourself. Instead of playing the victim or throwing your hands up in the air whining on about how disastrous it all is-welcome feeling ‘broken’ in & allow it to wash over you with all of its unexpected consequences.
That is the conviction l came to, more or less, a few weeks ago atop a mountain in Bulgaria and reading your excellent newsletter, has brought it back to me and also acted as validation., so thanks a bunch!🙏😍
Dear Adele, this is a gorgeous story, and beautifully written - love how you write; crystal clear, insightful and always so warm. A magic combination. Funnily enough, this reached me (again) at the right time. Because I've been beating myself up about a few areas of my life where I am always seemingly putting my head in the sand. And the reminder to self-forgive; while trying to get better at these things really helps. It's so easy to feel ashamed when you make mistakes or don't tend to things that you should have. And its a psychological challenge not carry these things with one like an albatross. But like you say, these things are part of our path and are the very things that make us human. The wonderful thing is that we get to right them. And that is something worth shooting for. As ever, thank you for you. In this year where I'm trying hard to fight for some abstract notion of what I want to do musically - your words and support are often like a balm. A batty brilliant balm dear Adele. Have a lovely weekend ahead xx
thank you so much for sharing! i had a very dear friendship end about a year ago, and it didn't end well. i am still healing from it. some days are easier and some harder, but your passage about losing loved ones in whatever way helped me feel less alone and more able to see the growth i can make from this.
It can be really hard - how certain people come into your life for a reason - and go for a reason. I totally understand and relate to how hard that can be. Thank you for your words here, keep in there
Dear Miller - I appreciate the support so very much! I'm not sure where you're writing from, but sending dear greetings from Berlin, Jim