I think I’ve been to that lighthouse! If it is the same one, I remember the road up to it is absolutely terrifying; a cliff with lots of jagged rocks below.
I’ve read some stuff that suggests creativity is difficult when our bodies don’t feel safe in the world— like it’s hard to get the playful bits of ourselves to turn on when we’re bracing for something awful all the time. I don’t know if that’s true, but it has certainly felt that way to me
you write beautifully Heather, thank you
I think I’ve been to that lighthouse! If it is the same one, I remember the road up to it is absolutely terrifying; a cliff with lots of jagged rocks below.
I’ve read some stuff that suggests creativity is difficult when our bodies don’t feel safe in the world— like it’s hard to get the playful bits of ourselves to turn on when we’re bracing for something awful all the time. I don’t know if that’s true, but it has certainly felt that way to me
"The creative process is as slippery as an eel, and just as saline and disgusting." - felt this one! X
Beautiful. I really enjoyed reading that