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Feb 6Liked by Yrsa Daley-Ward

see you outside. 💚🌿

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Feb 6Liked by Yrsa Daley-Ward

Goddamn 😮‍💨 😅 phew. Amazing

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This piece resonates on a deep level. Birthdays can indeed be a mixed bag of emotions, a blend of reflection and anticipation. It's true, we often question everything as we get older, and stability can feel elusive. Your perspective on autonomy and the artist's journey is refreshing. We are the lifeblood of the systems we engage with, not the other way around. Here's to embracing the dream of a life filled with poetry, genuine connections, and the beauty of the world outside. 🌿📚

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Feb 6Liked by Yrsa Daley-Ward

…see you out there✨

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Feb 6Liked by Yrsa Daley-Ward

Love this, it really hit a spot for me. I’m embarking on a work-free period - and as part of that investing more effort in how I eat/exercise/be rather than doing it on the hop. You sum up many of my reasons and drivers perfectly. Thank you!

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i too would like to meet time with something a tinge less amorphous but ah. we bloom as gelatin and flower anyhow

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Poetry as a lifestyle! Yes, yes!!

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My birthday is tomorrow and an anxiety snuck up on me the last couple of days, forcing expectation into each moment as if to say, “well what are you doing with this time? Better make it worthwhile.” But in this daunting and teasing and wholly unmotivating way. I came across a journal entry from this time last year that reminded me that I am the sum of my thoughts and emotions and I can control how I feel about this moment, today, tomorrow, and yesterday. I have been trying to channel that zen, that surrender to life being magical as it is and not as something I force it to be. And then here you are, writing so eloquently and powerfully so many of the feelings that swirl about inside of me. I have struggled to come back to my poetry since having my son in October for fear that it won’t be enough. Enough for who? So thank you for reminding me of our artistic purpose and articulating so beautifully the way we can come to life and live it. See you outside.✨

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