messy strangers 🍊
messy strangers
Hi friend! Whats felt close to you this week? How are you taking stock? I've been in a spell of feeling too sensitive for this planet. I've said it before but I truly feel like an emotional alien from another planet.
But! We are all just messy strangers. As a hyper sensitive person the idea that we are all in fact messy strangers is very important to me. We can share all parts of ourselves and we will still never understand the full complexities of being a human. It feels like an exciting idea to me. As connected and close as we can feel. I don’t know what your relationship to money is like, I don’t know what your childhood was like or if you have a good relationship with your Dad. The idea that we’re all messy strangers reminds me it is ok to cry at everything I see and be my full messy self. Because I’m responsible for me and the actions that follow "being too sensitive", and maybe actually being too sensitive is just fine and I'll use it as a super power.
I feel this way in my activism. That is both deeply personal and also not about me at all. It's about staying committed to our messy sensitive selves and holding those things close and moving just beyond that discomfort to growth to knowing and feeling and making the world a space where we can all cry at everything all the time but in ways that move us.
Be your fully sensitive self, cry too much or too little or not enough. Be moved by the “missing hamster” sign on the street or the sunset over your parents home or not at all.
I made new prints! Inspired by the Okay Oracle, letterpress printing by Sara from All Sorts Press and then hand printed with lino blocks by me! It was a really special to slow down, take stock (lol these cards are my own karma) and focus on some slow art making. Collect em all!
stuff I am crying at/feeling/taking stock at
Seriously, there is a hand drawn "Missing Hamster" sign on my street right now that I cannot walk by without feelings very small and sad.
Pink and her daughter preforming together at the BBMAS (Pink was also one of my first CD's and I've seen her in concert 4 times so I have a soft spot for Pink).
My beautiful friend Danielle is documenting her cancer treatment right now and if you want to cry/laugh/cry/laugh/cry her writing really does the trick.
I will never stop talking about Braiding Sweetgrass, it takes me so long to read a chapter because I savour each word. It feels like eating chocolate cake. Also I cry at every plant fact.
big blessings
xx
phoebe
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