The Soft Animal of my Body
Building a hibernacle.
The January sale is still on, but only until the 31st (Wednesday). If you’d like to put a metaphorical hand on my back to help me uphill, now’s your chance!
🥾 The flowy dress/ stompy boots combination. I spent a couple of days in London for work this week; one in the City and one at Canary Wharf (my first time there in over a decade…). Your fashion report: long dresses, the kind we might wear with white trainers or Birks in the summer, are being worn with thick tights and stompy boots for winter. I had a full day session with my work department on Wednesday and I think half of the women in the room (across all age groups and professional levels) were in some version of this uniform. My boots were last-season from M&S (via Vinted), but I can link you to my dress (£15 off, lucky sizes only, or full price at John Lewis).
📕 Check And Mate by Ali Hazelwood. My favourite Ali Hazelwood book yet! Deliciously tense enemies-to-lovers storyline, with all the tropes we love - and Hazelwood has finally moved away from her tiny-woman-big-man thing (yes, we get it, it’s Rey/ Kylo Ren fanfic…). As this is intended for an older teen audience, rather than just for the adults’ section of the bookshop, it’s a bit lower on the spice levels than Hazelwood’s previous books - and, in my opinion, no worse for it. It’s still wonderfully sexy, just with some judicious closing of the curtains (Amazon - ad, affiliate link).
🍴Wagamama chicken teriyaki soba. I’ve been to Wagamama’s twice since I last wrote to you, and I had this both times. Along with a bowl of crunchy green veg fried and doused in soy sauce. Manna from heaven.
I was all ready to continue last week’s treatise on fun (I can’t think of many less-fun words than ‘treatise’, can you?), but the days after this week’s trip to London had me in full-on goblin mode, recovering. Or, to make it sound more romantic (because I’m always going to romanticise anything), it had me turning my bedroom into a hibernacle, and giving the soft animal of my body what it needed.
That phrasing, of listening to my body as you would a much-loved fellow creature, comes from Mary Oliver’s gorgeous poem Wild Geese, which I’ll copy here for those of you part of today’s Lucky 10 Thousand.
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting –
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
And a hibernacle, you ask? It’s the place where an animal hibernates. One word for a greenhouse in Spanish is un invernáculo, so you see the etymology coming through strongly: a hibernacle is a safe, warm place, that shelters you from the outside world. It’s also the name of the current focus of the Small Ways To Live Well podcast from The Simple Things magazine, where Editor Lisa Sykes and Wellbeing Editor Becs Frank are looking at how to survive - and thrive - through winter.
I couldn’t talk about getting through winter without referring to Katherine May’s wonderful book Wintering (ad - affiliate link), which is about the idea that life - like the year - has natural seasons of rest along with its seasons of growth. For some practical, Scandi, advice on getting through the darkest months of the year, I also have to mention Helen Russell’s The Year of Living Danishly (ad - affiliate link). It’s inspired by the Danish idea of hygge, and by Sophie Lucido Johnson’s advice earlier this week, that when I got up this morning, I chose to light a candle and luxuriate in the time I had to wait before it was light enough to go out for my run.
My current read is a magical, historical, sapphic, murder mystery, set on an ocean liner (feel free to go back and read that description again), and loving it. If that description whets your appetite: thank me later. (Edited to replace the mistaken repetition of the above candle link with the actual book link. Thanks to the eagle-eyed Keris for pointing this out!)
Want some food in your winter nest? I published the second dish of my Simple Good Food series this week: SAUSAGES.
In December, I read Dr Devon Price’s book Laziness Does Not Exist, which had been sitting on my Kindle for almost two years. Price is incredibly candid about the damage we do to ourselves by not taking breaks, and the need for rest. Even so, though, I found myself wondering aloud yesterday whether I was recovering, or being lazy. Productivity culture has so much in common with the other harmful ways we’re told to judge ourselves, what we do, and who we are. I don’t have any of the answers - I just want to say: I’m in this, just as much as anyone else is, no matter how much I might seem like I have it figured out.
(And in case you’re thinking that it’s not normal for an almost-30 year old to need nearly 3 days recovering after two busy work days… I’m on it, and have some medical tests lined up).
Speak soon,
Lily
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3 recovery days seem normal to me!
I loved Check Mate too. What’s the ocean liner book? The link is to a candle.