ABOUT ME
Hey, kindred souls! I’m Abigail. I am an old soul with a fondness for hefty tomes and cinnamon tea. I write on topics such as the value of art, the struggles of being human, and the ways to sight beauty in a torn world.
May you find words of light and space to ponder in this haven of hope.
Recent Posts
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Eight New Year’s Wishes (& I was published)
Greetings dear friends and gentle souls, I hope all is well wherever you are. Twenty-twenty-one has been a difficult year for me and for many I know (and I don’t know). Although I know well the frail nature of human expectation, I do believe in hope. And, inspired by Sarah Clarkson’s post on New Year’s…
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Walk Slow
Dear friends, In the midst of a busy season, as October tends to be for me, I know how difficult it can be to find rest. To seek tranquility in the throes of school, work, and life. To find moments to renew and restore one’s soul. To slow down. Bent beneath the weight of overwhelm,…
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October Letter: Loneliness
Dear friend, Do you ever feel lonely? Do you ever feel isolated, divorced from other beings, divorced from the world itself? “No man is an island,” but what if one feels like one? Do you ever long for the things you imagine others do in togetherhood, ashamed because you do not, yet helpless as to…
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“Wouldn’t it be loverly?”
Dear friends, It’s been a long day, week, month, year for me, and perhaps for you as well. Words whirl within me, yet, recently, it’s been difficult to transcribe them onto the page. Due to this and due to the brevity of time I’ve had, today’s post will be shorter. Yet, I hope, still of…
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A September Letter: The Tune of Beauty
Dear friends, Life is fickle, is it not? As I mentioned in my last post, grappling with uncertainty is hard. And there are many unknowns these days. I know this to be true in my own life. Unknowns — delay, despair, death — wreak chaos… and how can one edify chaos? How can one live…
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Expectations
Establishing expectations is the human attempt to organize and control an unknown future. Through their formation, we banish — at least momentarily — the jarring fact of life’s uncertainty. Expectations stand as frames of reference by which we dream, plan, and make decisions. At heart, they are hospitable to our desires. We approach life —…
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