tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post4692837274893145370..comments2023-05-04T05:44:17.603-04:00Comments on washed stones: Nothing richRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-37572476990966175032012-09-21T18:46:49.933-04:002012-09-21T18:46:49.933-04:00It is difficult to convey tone in these boxes. My ...It is difficult to convey tone in these boxes. My question to you was affirmative, soul to soul, for I feel it strongly from you, too. <br /><br />Yes, who we are shines when we are most pressed and torn apart. You, too, share from this bare, raw place.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-23833520941677988122012-09-21T11:52:36.389-04:002012-09-21T11:52:36.389-04:00I'm trying to see the shift in your life, with...I'm trying to see the shift in your life, with a new life around, and the old life...<br />Everything around us shifts all the time; we only notice the big shifts.<br />I read your poem and thought how You shone through and through. How wonderful, this sharing between strangers, this peeling off layers. We are most revealing in these moments. Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-25414879492713894852012-09-21T06:23:37.194-04:002012-09-21T06:23:37.194-04:00James, it is good to know you understand, though I...James, it is good to know you understand, though I feel fraudulent, because my life is rich, and I am grateful. It's just the spirit that is quiet. I googled the quote: WB Yeats. Isn't it tremendous?Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-41657628146178284672012-09-21T06:20:34.235-04:002012-09-21T06:20:34.235-04:00Whatever is here, it needs my attention. Thank you...Whatever is here, it needs my attention. Thank you for reading, my friend.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-47762159489782816942012-09-21T06:19:13.258-04:002012-09-21T06:19:13.258-04:00Well put, Hedge. Life brings both, thankfully, eac...Well put, Hedge. Life brings both, thankfully, each in its season. Thank you.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-40679449304270367352012-09-21T06:17:59.007-04:002012-09-21T06:17:59.007-04:00GailO, thank you for sticking with me.GailO, thank you for sticking with me.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-79436534768636311302012-09-21T06:17:36.643-04:002012-09-21T06:17:36.643-04:00Rosaria, thank you for this. Life is just "do...Rosaria, thank you for this. Life is just "doing the work" isn't it?Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-87891962085325209232012-09-21T06:16:43.450-04:002012-09-21T06:16:43.450-04:00Thanks, Robert. Just hoping it doesn't smoke. ...Thanks, Robert. Just hoping it doesn't smoke. :-)Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-91733898669165295082012-09-21T06:16:04.092-04:002012-09-21T06:16:04.092-04:00You are very kind, Mary. Thank you.You are very kind, Mary. Thank you.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-71780954545419135222012-09-21T06:15:25.954-04:002012-09-21T06:15:25.954-04:00You feel the same, Elizabeth?You feel the same, Elizabeth?Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-12616668182783192292012-09-21T06:14:48.877-04:002012-09-21T06:14:48.877-04:00Thanks, Maureen.Thanks, Maureen.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-83849974572397751572012-09-20T14:24:49.413-04:002012-09-20T14:24:49.413-04:00yes, when the soul's longing is for reduction ...yes, when the soul's longing is for reduction and simplicity, any richness is pain (real pain, no poetic figure...). i have been there, i think, when a glass of water would be overabundance, a touch would break me. of course, the stripping away reveals in the end that there <i>is nothing</i> more sacred than the thin flame of the sumac. as someone (i forget) says: <i> there <b>is</b> another world. it is in this one ...</i><br /><br />.James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-9654437672357704572012-09-19T18:25:57.448-04:002012-09-19T18:25:57.448-04:00Nothing more sacred than that thin flame...yes...b...Nothing more sacred than that thin flame...yes...beautiful.dshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07616750784052488695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-5317436847936787712012-09-19T15:24:35.180-04:002012-09-19T15:24:35.180-04:00So hard to lay down the grapes and jewels, yet bea...So hard to lay down the grapes and jewels, yet beauty is just as much in a leaf that gives a roof of peace, perhaps much more so to the doe, where safety to survive another season might mean more than color and fruit. hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-68201500315824676672012-09-19T14:49:28.352-04:002012-09-19T14:49:28.352-04:00So glad to see your voice back...This Is Wonderful...So glad to see your voice back...This Is Wonderful:)GailOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556665956317683667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-45417664881600623402012-09-19T13:52:48.803-04:002012-09-19T13:52:48.803-04:00You're on a roll, like a stone polished by tim...You're on a roll, like a stone polished by time and circumstances, and this proves it.Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-9790005157214267302012-09-19T12:43:33.987-04:002012-09-19T12:43:33.987-04:00Beautiful. Leaves and grass are enough. The flame ...Beautiful. Leaves and grass are enough. The flame may be thin, but it burns so brightly.The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-46023375712205399102012-09-19T12:38:32.059-04:002012-09-19T12:38:32.059-04:00She's our teacher, there is nothing beyond or ...She's our teacher, there is nothing beyond or more sacred than the taste of this moment. Where the riches are. Reminded me of Mary Oliver 's work.Grandmother Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18169464484379536529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-14658843496078068882012-09-19T10:48:28.164-04:002012-09-19T10:48:28.164-04:00Amen --and beautifully put.Amen --and beautifully put.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03964291132366262298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-75613274614809645842012-09-19T10:31:05.117-04:002012-09-19T10:31:05.117-04:00Lovely, Ruth.Lovely, Ruth.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.com