My inbox is overwhelming. This is not a euphemism, although I am on my period, so maybe it is after all! Back to email. 90% of the content of my inbox is someone, somewhere, trying to sell me something. It is a capitalist shitshow. Usually I ignore it, mostly unbothered by the digital clutter, but last week a very tiny something inside me snapped and I spent an hour unsubscribing from things. It felt like an assault, these solicitations for my eyeballs and money. And so I took steps.
Laura, this landed at the most perfect time (also, I’ve turned off all emails for Substack and get a notification and I choose when to read posts, liberating!)
“A ritual of removal. A prayer for space”
What words!
I’m literally making space to listen to the Glennon Doyle, Liz Gilbert ekkk podcast. I feel it needs my full attention. Whenever I listen to these two, either together or separately, it’s like a transmission. The words + their impact are landing for days.
It was actually hearing Liz Gilbert on a podcast called Quitted, that it gave me the final push to just come the f*k off social media. And I’m loving my sabbatical so much. Gives me more time + more space to read content like yours. I’m going to go back now and re-read it too. As always it was full of glorious ripe fruit to pick and devour.
Just here to say I adore you!!
LeAnna
Laura, this landed at the most perfect time (also, I’ve turned off all emails for Substack and get a notification and I choose when to read posts, liberating!)
“A ritual of removal. A prayer for space”
What words!
I’m literally making space to listen to the Glennon Doyle, Liz Gilbert ekkk podcast. I feel it needs my full attention. Whenever I listen to these two, either together or separately, it’s like a transmission. The words + their impact are landing for days.
It was actually hearing Liz Gilbert on a podcast called Quitted, that it gave me the final push to just come the f*k off social media. And I’m loving my sabbatical so much. Gives me more time + more space to read content like yours. I’m going to go back now and re-read it too. As always it was full of glorious ripe fruit to pick and devour.
I'm so happy you're in my inbox.