A Note to Self
Honouring my two writing selves
“The work is to stay in relationship with the Self.” ~ Marion Woodman
Dear Reader,
Full Flower Moon and Beltane blessings to all!
Lately I’ve been thinking about where I write to be witnessed and where I write to be whole. Substack gives me connection and reflection; my journals give me myself. Two selves sitting side by side – the one who faces the world and the one who holds my heart.
This is a note to Self: remember to honour both and not to confuse the two.
A Note to Self
Substack is the place I come to dress my words in light, to let them stand up straight, buttoned, ready to be seen. I give them a name, a shape, a small public life to hold. They speak in steady voices, carrying only what’s clear. No ink spills across the page and I’m so grateful for this – for the circle of kindred souls, for the delight of being seen. But my journal is where I go to let symmetry fall away, where words arrive barefoot, hardly knowing themselves. There, voice opens and spills past sense, shape or breath. Nothing is stitched or hidden, I sit in my own plain dress. No performing, even for self – only staying with what’s true. These words are wild roses, I won’t give them to the light.
Yours in words, Deborah
If my words strike a chord and you feel inspired to dive deeper into my poetry or explore my essays on Jungian thought, I invite you to visit: The Liberated Sheep




Tethered as One - witnessed whole 🙏💖
Dearest Deborah,
I LOVE the duality between the public self that offers polished words in the Substack space, and the private self, whose words are not shared with anyone else and remain in the private sphere. Beautiful words inhabit your poem. I also enjoyed hearing you read the poem, with the rhythm and cadennce that contribute to its effectiveness.
Every word is wonderful; I particularly enjoy the following. Words arriving barefoot is such a beautiful idea.
"But my journal is where I go
to let symmetry fall away,
where words arrive barefoot,
hardly knowing themselves."
I love the painting that seems to correlate so well to your beautiful poem. I'm a fan of Kahlo, and I'm also a big fan of you!