An Hour Of Reading & Learning From Substack Writers
Again, an old write-up that was dusting: Why don't I publish?
“I’m still reading Greta & Valdin and I really recommend it. So far my favorite sentence is about an older woman being reminded that someone’s name is Casper. She says “I knew it was some cartoon thing, but I was thinking it was Scooby.”
Dear person,
Come, let’s walk through my morning reads…
I consider myself relatively new to this space, even though, I believe I joined it in 2023. However, this newness stems from not spending as much time here as compared to other writers. This space is becoming mine—I am still learning and exploring my style and the tools available. It hasn’t fully become mine yet, but I am getting there, slowly and lightly.
I enjoy people of this concentrated writer’s community who bring so much love and continuity here. Unlike most things in my life, I wanted this space to be slow and soft. I wanted to take my time with it and not dive right in. I wanted to sit on the surface, watch the view, and play with the water before diving in.
I took deliberate time to find a publication—or publications—that I could come back to daily (for a reading). Slowly, I have found my way to not just one, but many of these places, and today I wanted to share them with you. Hopefully, you’ll find them as satisfying as I do.
Besides offering me softness, laughter, delight, ease, and many shared emotions, these spaces inspire me to become a better writer and push me to try different ways of writing.
I’ve learned a lot from Substack writers and how their writing passively inspires me. It’s so warm and comforting that it makes me want to spread this feeling to others. It’s not just about reading; I believe it’s about writing too.
taught me how the cassette in my head could be shared and how my everyday moments could be a delight in someone’s day. She also taught me that I could ask questions, and it doesn’t have to limit to one.She’s also making me want to draw again. You know, I used to draw, but I stopped. I would love to resume it. Presenting my old art:
Here’s what I read from her: (This was my third article by her)
I think this was the first one (I had just found her):
is special. Special like that movie that you save for long to watch with your people. I save it for a time of the day when I am just with these writings.I am beginning to feel that everyone’s got a Substack friend and I wonder when my Substack friend will appear and, more curiously, who will that be? I hope they’re fun, and we could just laugh together.
taught me that I don’t really have to write whole paragraphs; I can just wrap my weeklies in bullet points. He also taught me to think more about how I address everyone here. He says it y’a ll.Universe is playing games with me with this article:
I don’t know if it’s actually synching but boy, universe, you’re on to something. Are you speaking with me?
“Expressing gratitude for what originally seemed like a step back became a revelation of my growth as a woman being reconnected with her wildest but capable dreams.”
Valuable perspective: grieving was not only acceptable but necessary.
As I began to see my surroundings crumbling, in need of rebuilding on a sturdier foundation, her words made sense and allowed me to grieve unrealized expectations, be compassionate with myself, and let go of the fake timeline society puts on us.
Finding beauty in various situations has contributed to my evolution.
Things I am keeping from that day of reading. This thought…
What crumbles becomes pieces to build with.
And these words…
Reticent
The term reticent refers to a person who is reserved or reluctant to share their thoughts and feelings. It describes someone who tends to be silent or uncommunicative, often preferring to keep their feelings to themselves. This can manifest as shyness or a general unwillingness to discuss personal matters. The word originates from the Latin reticere, meaning "to keep silent".
Passover
Passover is a significant Jewish holiday that commemorates the Exodus of the Israelites from slavery in Egypt. It is celebrated in the spring and lasts for eight days (seven in Israel). The holiday involves various rituals, including the Seder meal, where specific foods are eaten to symbolize the hardships faced by the Israelites. It is a time for reflection on themes of freedom and redemption.
I hope you’re enjoying Kaus’ Postcards. I started this publication to cultivate a writing practice and connect with people through my writing.
I’ve decided that after my 100th post, I will open the publication for monetary support (meaning: a few posts will be reserved for paying members) until then it remains free - in hopes that this objective will push me to write consistently. Currently at 48/100.
However if you wish to support my writing, you can make a donation here: Donations but Substack paywall will remain turned off.
I don’t know how this intention will pan out but I hope it does because that will mean: us spending more time together. This space has started to feel sacred and special even though I do not turn up as often as I would like to.
I am immensely grateful for being able to connect with you through this space and my writing.
I am grateful for your inspiring messages that give me butterflies and fill me with so much love (every single one of them). I see you and I love you.
Thank you immensely,
dear person.
Kaustubha’s Insight Timer (I am on to becoming a full-time meditation teacher here. I invite you to check them out. I write and create audio tapes on guided-meditation, talks on self-compassion, belongingness, and this human life in general)
If you find value, inspiration, or love in my writings, would you consider telling your world about this? Thanks for keeping this going! ❤️
Dear person: Have you found any favs Substack writers? ❤