I listed my blessings: all those
I love who hold me here.
I looked up at the thick
interlacing of branches above my head
and saw, high up, the bright blue
of air I might breathe, air I could swim to.
—Gregory Orr, “Under Pressure,” in City of Salt
Poem: I Hear It Deep In The Hearts Core. Art: Helena Almedia (mennyfox55)
Wonderful pairing of word and image…
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Yes Lori. I’m with you on both…
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I think that’s something many of us don’t do often enough – count our blessings!
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and there “lay” the reason for the post
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You’ve got it.
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Whew!
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Wonderful words … and love that painting!
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Yes, and me too!
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You always find the right words/quotes to express how I feel. You are marvelous, darlink!
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So glad. Thank you Claudia.
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