tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760384943386215722.post6168404472249746051..comments2024-02-12T18:02:06.707+11:00Comments on respect. love. learning.: with the dark waitingHelenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08560926974431305982noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760384943386215722.post-37242318812704376262010-08-29T08:28:55.860+10:002010-08-29T08:28:55.860+10:00The dark is not all that you are, no. Please read ...The dark is not all that you are, no. Please read Rumi's poem, The House Guest. Allow them in, allow them out. Hugs.Miss Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13336901430088177488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760384943386215722.post-22265237752895792942010-08-26T20:41:39.095+10:002010-08-26T20:41:39.095+10:00Hey Helena,
Whatever the scary junk is I hope you...Hey Helena,<br /><br />Whatever the scary junk is I hope you are OK and things can settle down.<br /><br />xxLLouisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05526747028900637503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760384943386215722.post-20300515661207532762010-08-26T15:03:06.155+10:002010-08-26T15:03:06.155+10:00This post says it all. My immediate thoughts on ...This post says it all. My immediate thoughts on reading your thought are:<br />You are out in the sun now and I want you to know deeply that the sun shines all over the world, somewhere, all the time. My heart is filled with the sunshine of being a mother and a grandmother too, because those people are the most precious parts of my past as well as the present and future, even if other people come in to share and also be precious to me. Even if there are clouds that seem to blot out the sun, and even when I and my family seem fractured, that knowing is always with me and keeps me safe. Junk is junk (sticks and stones) that can be harmful, but they can't take away love. Don't let more junk come into that back room!Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18365244846066509503noreply@blogger.com