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  • Mike Stinson

    “Bolera” and “There is Love” both inspiring performances. An awesome experience does have a tendency to loosen our imaginations and energy, as exemplified by your painting experience. Haiku writers like to go on “kigos”, walks for the express purpose of opening to the wonder in front of us, then capture the moment in a poem. Thank you, Becky!

    February 21, 2023
    • Write in Community

      I appreciate hearing from you, Mike, and your experiences with wonder inspiring poetry. The haiku you write are beautiful. Glad to know that you, too, relish how rich and stimulating walks can be. The word “kigos” is new to me. I’ll remember it on my next adventure!

      February 21, 2023
  • Barb Highstreet

    Becky… love reading and thinking about your words. Meaningful moments are sometimes missed by our hurried life. You are right ….we need to be aware and open to our surroundings and the sounds and sights.
    Your words makes me open my senses.
    Thanks.

    February 24, 2023
    • Write in Community

      Thank you for your insightful comments. You live your life with openness and wonder, Barb. All of your stunning artwork conveys this beautifully.

      February 24, 2023
  • Brian Breed

    Becky,

    Thank you for sharing this beautiful story. From your Mom and butterflies to Sailor and walks with “wild singing”, I was completely captivated. The good life for me is the state of being perpetually grateful. I’m constantly in awe, humbled and inspired by the endless beauty in the world. Thanks again for reminding me of the limitless love from the people in my life that provide that bright ethereal light of inspiration for me everyday.

    February 25, 2023
    • Write in Community

      Brian, thank you for your beautiful reply to my post. You captured the essence of what I was trying to say. Being grateful opens our eyes to new possibilities. In the state of gratefulness all things have meaning and promise. We are more loving, thankful and see with fresh eyes. Our sense of wonder exponentially expands and the thrill of creativity is in our hearts.

      February 26, 2023
  • Ron

    It was, what the Irish call, a fine day, overcast with faint traces of moisture in the air. We were moving along the high ground, Laura and I, above the beach at Slea Head on the Dingle Peninsula in southwestern Ireland. The weather and clouds seemed to make everything appear as though it were a black and white photo.
    The grass was slick and the possibility of a fall down to the water. was real. Then there appeared, in front of us, a depression in the earth, just big enough for the two of us. We lay down and curled together, almost completely out of the chilly wind that blew off the North Atlantic from the direction of the Great Blasket Island, just off the coast to the west.
    There were no other humans in sight, a dolphin played in the rollers, it was as though we were the only two people on Earth. As we lay there we did not speak, for all was understood, we pondered in awe at the moment we were given, a snapshot in time of this “thin place”. A tactile, visual and emotional memory that I can call to mind as though Laura were still here today.

    February 27, 2023
    • Write in Community

      A remarkable story of an awe-inspired encounter of a “thin place.” Your account of the shared experience with a loved one conveys the deeply moving and unsuspected dimensions of what it means to experience awe. With most accounts of awe I’ve read, explanation subtracts from the full experience. In your case, Ron, your words captured the heartbeat of a “thin place.” I appreciate very much your sharing. Thank you.

      February 27, 2023

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