Carin Marie

I decided to retire my pseudonym and start writing/existing online under my real name. So - hello! I’m Carin. Nice to re-meet you.

Cornflower says hi and she hopes you are having a great weekend :)

Simone and Billie.

Awww hehe. Thank you!

Coby.

Awwww, someone just sent me a $50 Amazon card as a thank you for all the cute chicken photos I post. 🥹 That’s honestly the sweetest thing, it brightened up my (already good!) morning.

Good morning from Cornflower and Big Geez!

Orpingtons!

They are perfect.

Lol she really is.

Good morning from Cocoa, Mallaidh, and Cornflower!

Thank you Michael!

And another excerpt!

You can read the post in full at the link here, if you like.

rebeccamadison.substack.com/p/88

I wrote about death and grief in my latest blog post. Here’s an excerpt.

As part of working through the grief of the breakup I went through 9 weeks ago, I’ve been reflecting on grief more generally. I sat down recently and counted how many people I know who have died and asked myself whether I’ve truly processed the grief I have from all their deaths.

Enjoying the morning sun with Simone.

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Alice suntanning. Lol.

I think some people have this idea that I put my entire life on the internet. That’s actually not true, haha. I do share a lot of very intimate, vulnerable work, but there’s a lot I don’t share. I encourage you to think through what you feel safe and comfortable sharing.

I’m posting this for encouragement if you’re in the “I want to start a blog but haven’t yet” camp.

I think there are incredible benefits to writing and sharing publicly, but even if you keep your writing private, I think you’ll be amazed at how transformative the practice is.

Starting a blog has been ridiculously impactful for my personal and spiritual growth, and it’s connected me with so many people who are on similar journeys. Starting a blog and posting to it somewhat regularly is easily one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.

I am now available to take on new listening session clients. If you’ve been wanting to reach out, you’re warmly invited to send me an email. I look forward to hearing from you :)

Saving random bugs that get stuck in the house is so stressful cause it’s like, did it work out? Did I put them in an ok spot outside? Did they find their way to a proper bug home? What happened to the little bug :(

Awwwww

One of my favourite things is when the neighbour talks to the chickens through the fence when I’m around the corner and he thinks I’m not there. He says things like, “bok, bok, bok!” and “you’re such a big chicken!”

Poppy with her friends.

New blog post is up!

https://rebeccamadison.substack.com/p/87

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“I didn’t want to pray. I wanted to have sex. I wanted to cuddle up to Jonah, pull his warm body against mine, feel his kisses on the back of my neck.”

New blog post is up. It’s my 86th post!! Gosh. You can read it here:

rebeccamadison.substack.com/p/86

What would need to happen for you to feel more comfortable expressing feelings of love, awe, wonder, joy?