Amanda Jolley

Reflection on pattern and abstraction of the subconscious

Tag: melancholy

Happy Mother’s Day xo

For although there are generations not born yet, the seeds from which they’ll come are in the body of the child right here. The wind blows and no child is just one child. Every child carries generations of children inside. Every child is like nestled dolls, all these generations nestled within — and mothering is

Lesson repeated

This morning I woke up feeling very gray, not even blue. As I made my way through my melancholy day, my son and I really had a lovely time. He beat me again at another game of Heroscape, but I did triumph in Battleship. As the evening comes to a close, I finally figured out