Hello from the margin of my Lacuna*
An invitation.
Reader, sower, co-conspirator of this quiet little arthouse,
A life of margin carries a quiet conviction, moving at a pace that doesn’t always align with the world around it—not out of defiance, but in quiet devotion to something more enduring. Something beautiful.
Hello from the margins of my lacuna*,
How has yours been?
Creating a life of margin is an idea that sounds deceptively simple don’t you think?
Who wouldn't want more space -
more room to breathe,
to pause?
Yet, the practice of it asks something larger of us.
It's not just a reshuffling of commitments or a tidy calendar; it's a deliberate practice, an art form even...
Earlier this week, I posed a question via socials—a thread pulled from the knot of a Summer that felt equal parts alive and celebratory and, in some ways, overwhelming...
With our recent return to the seaside town we fell in love in and got married in, this was our first Summer back in 13 years—