I’m increasingly more in awe of your work Caitlin, and your intention to hand out the torch to other aspiring political bloggers (or guiding the torch work at least) so you can focus on expressing your soul in these last few poems is something I’m deeply grateful for. Damn I need to earn money so I can throw some in your hat!

This story resonates crazy close to my bones. I fantasize still, as i have for years now, about watching the movie of my life one day. The songs in my head have become songs out loud sometimes, often concluding with a lyric about how the listener (time to time there’s an other) will never hear it again. But by doing it my skill improves, the songwriter grows. And by letting go of the recorder owner capitalising impulse, the moment itself is SEEN in its genuine fragile uniqueness. It’s celebrated, honoured, and given its time of appreciation.

The philosophy of living my life as though someone would watch it one day is an act which pushes me to take greater risks and do things which matter (even if only to me.. but often they ripple). And since practicing this for at least a decade now, I can reflect on how it HAS been felt by those I come into contact with. The person it makes me is more enjoyable to be around. It’s somewhere in the energetic imprint.

If this piece is even semi autobiographical I need you to know that as a fan, it is noticeable. These things which make up your experience are sensed in your expression. Not the same as the experience itself, but an infusion, an essence. And it’s fucking top notch. So thanks for carrying that and living up to your wholeness.

I’ll keep sharing your stuff til I can support fiscally. You help to me stay appropriately insane. It’s a beautiful service. All the best ❤