I've just now come to this poem, Kate, and WOW! All I can say is that I am so grateful! The coming to it now, was the perfect timing. Through your struggle, you have brought this reader an immeasurable blessing. You gave words to your dark and in turn it gave me peace and calm while being in mine; your 'dark' has laid on the floor with mine, and I very much felt hope and light shimmer from it. Thank you! May your new year, new day be everything it needs to be for you.
I love everything about this. Matt, Chris, the video, the music, your casita, its open door, your climb up the ladder, your kind and vulnerable heart. 💙
Your words and this video stirred something deep in me and brought tears to my eyes. The sight of those magnificent saguaros and the desert canyonlands felt like a call to my soul. That green high desert of Arizona, those rugged yet nurturing landscapes, hold a kind of magic I’ve always longed for—a wildness and stillness that mirrors so much of what you’ve written here.
Your honesty and the way you describe being seen and loved in the midst of pain is profoundly moving. There’s something about the desert, the open door of your casita, and the simple act of being together on that boulder that feels like a balm—not to fix, but to accompany.
Thank you for sharing your journey so openly and for offering this poem as a companion for those still finding their way. Wishing you light, love, and continued beauty in the canyons you call home.
Thank you so much, Jay. I appreciate all of this and you taking the time to read my words. Hope the new year brings you open casita doors and a ladder to all your dreams.
Thank you, Kate. Your response is a gift in itself—what a beautiful wish to carry into the new year. Open casita doors and ladders to dreams sound like the perfect companions for this journey. May your desert continue to inspire and nurture you, and may 2025 bring you the same wild magic you so generously share with others.
So much thank you. For your transparency, your courage, your wisdom and your sticking around. I appreciate you don’t give advice. Believe me you give so much more. So much thank you.
This is a beautiful movie your friend made of your spartan, beautiful desert world. And I'm so glad love found you down in the smoke. Happy New Year, Kate. 🤍
I didn’t watch the video yet cuz I’m reading this in the dark morning in Canada but I keep coming to say: thank you. This really hits it on the head. You are saying things that are like just brave kindness coaxing the rest of us to keep trying. Thank you. Loved esp “That bitch is (gestures wildly) a whole thing.” Same
This ^. — such resonance there. “abandon the weapons we’ve protected ourselves with… let the frontlines of the world march in.” “$130 an hour for this advice… once we’re in we pay through the nose.” I hear the makings of a song. If you don’t sing this one, I’ll write a similar tune and sing it till I lose my voice. Thanks for sharing your beautiful poetry. I wish you a happy new year.
This is so beautiful, Kate. I’d climb down the ladder anytime, just to be there. But here’s to more afters for all of us. Very grateful to know you, and wishing you so much love and peace in the coming year and beyond 🤍
the poem is exactly exactly it 🎯
I've just now come to this poem, Kate, and WOW! All I can say is that I am so grateful! The coming to it now, was the perfect timing. Through your struggle, you have brought this reader an immeasurable blessing. You gave words to your dark and in turn it gave me peace and calm while being in mine; your 'dark' has laid on the floor with mine, and I very much felt hope and light shimmer from it. Thank you! May your new year, new day be everything it needs to be for you.
Biggest hugs and MUCH LOVE! ~Wendy💜
So glad it found you when you needed it, Wendy. And thank you for your really kind words 🤍
I love everything about this. Matt, Chris, the video, the music, your casita, its open door, your climb up the ladder, your kind and vulnerable heart. 💙
Thanks, friend 🤍
To have a wildfire heart at 60 means you're doing something right. Happy New Year's.
Happy new year, Adam!
Kate,
A Happy New Year to you.
Your words and this video stirred something deep in me and brought tears to my eyes. The sight of those magnificent saguaros and the desert canyonlands felt like a call to my soul. That green high desert of Arizona, those rugged yet nurturing landscapes, hold a kind of magic I’ve always longed for—a wildness and stillness that mirrors so much of what you’ve written here.
Your honesty and the way you describe being seen and loved in the midst of pain is profoundly moving. There’s something about the desert, the open door of your casita, and the simple act of being together on that boulder that feels like a balm—not to fix, but to accompany.
Thank you for sharing your journey so openly and for offering this poem as a companion for those still finding their way. Wishing you light, love, and continued beauty in the canyons you call home.
Warmly,
Jay
Thank you so much, Jay. I appreciate all of this and you taking the time to read my words. Hope the new year brings you open casita doors and a ladder to all your dreams.
Thank you, Kate. Your response is a gift in itself—what a beautiful wish to carry into the new year. Open casita doors and ladders to dreams sound like the perfect companions for this journey. May your desert continue to inspire and nurture you, and may 2025 bring you the same wild magic you so generously share with others.
“Do you know how strong you have to be to be fragile?”
Well said. Here’s to a new year and a stronger and more fragile version of ourselves. Peace.
Hope the new year brings you some happiness and peace Robert. Thanks for being here.
So much thank you. For your transparency, your courage, your wisdom and your sticking around. I appreciate you don’t give advice. Believe me you give so much more. So much thank you.
Thank you, for being here and taking the time to read my work. It means a lot.
Your words brought me back to some similar places for different reasons but your description of the inner turmoil the same. Beautifully written.
Happiest New Year to you. 🎉
Thank you Debra— happy new year to you, too.
This is a beautiful movie your friend made of your spartan, beautiful desert world. And I'm so glad love found you down in the smoke. Happy New Year, Kate. 🤍
Happy new year Wendy!
I didn’t watch the video yet cuz I’m reading this in the dark morning in Canada but I keep coming to say: thank you. This really hits it on the head. You are saying things that are like just brave kindness coaxing the rest of us to keep trying. Thank you. Loved esp “That bitch is (gestures wildly) a whole thing.” Same
Happy new year Zed. Not sure how it’s all gonna look but I’m sure glad there are people like you in my world. ❤️
Oh that poem. I know that place.
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🥹♥️ Amen sister. I see you. This is all so fucking beautiful.
Jen! Thank you, sister.
I hope your year unfolds in ways that surprise and nourish. Thank you for sharing this piece of you and your place in the world with us.
Thank you for taking the time to read it. Happy new year.
The therapist wants us
to abandon the weapons we’ve
protected ourselves with since time immemorial.
Wants us to set them down
in the parched red dirt—
let the front lines of the world
march in unchallenged.
(We pay $130 an hour for this advice.
It’s just a cover charge.
Once we’re in, we pay through the nose.)
This ^. — such resonance there. “abandon the weapons we’ve protected ourselves with… let the frontlines of the world march in.” “$130 an hour for this advice… once we’re in we pay through the nose.” I hear the makings of a song. If you don’t sing this one, I’ll write a similar tune and sing it till I lose my voice. Thanks for sharing your beautiful poetry. I wish you a happy new year.
Thank you! And happy new year to you too.
This is so beautiful, Kate. I’d climb down the ladder anytime, just to be there. But here’s to more afters for all of us. Very grateful to know you, and wishing you so much love and peace in the coming year and beyond 🤍
Sending love and peace right back atchya Ally. 🤍
❤️🔥