tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post316068657333810799..comments2024-02-24T00:29:08.504-08:00Comments on Slipping Glimpser: All At OnceFlorencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03049656800516421526noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-11190580854249501122011-11-13T11:01:00.152-08:002011-11-13T11:01:00.152-08:00P.S.
I forgot to inquire if the lovely blue flower...P.S.<br />I forgot to inquire if the lovely blue flowers at the end of your story are anemones? can you share which flower it is?<br />Thank you,<br />EmilyEmilyteagardenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07661775297877679429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-44380755021884105492011-11-13T10:57:44.134-08:002011-11-13T10:57:44.134-08:00Greetings Florence,
New to your site (found it via...Greetings Florence,<br />New to your site (found it via wonderful ToDo). <br />Thank you for allowing me and others to experience your hike,<br />something I need to do a lot more of. You write so beautifully with heart and soul!<br />I have allowed myself to be gripped in a tremendously difficult time, and the child in me was holding my breath for it all to be over.<br />It's getting better but the breath-holding was not a good choice. Stress reduction would have been better.<br />Now, I realize that self-care, nature walks especially, more sleep etc. and journaling this new path through "this ultimate challenge", is the way.<br /><br />Your words showed me the lovely, other side of the box I had put myself in.<br /><br />Thank you for that, from the bottom of my heart.<br /><br /><br />Nine bows to you . . . and your parents,<br /><br /> ~ EmilyEmilyteagardenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07661775297877679429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-24289368997277305062011-03-15T09:07:04.830-07:002011-03-15T09:07:04.830-07:00As we wait to see if those nuclear power plants me...As we wait to see if those nuclear power plants melt down it's nice to be thinking of wildflowers, friendship and joy. How marvelous and strange how it all co-arises. This essay is such a beautiful evocation of that. Thanks for putting pen to paper (or finger to keys) and sharing this, Florence.Nomon Timhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04748552660292623935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-80997840252658305242011-03-14T20:29:04.461-07:002011-03-14T20:29:04.461-07:00Thank you all for your kind and thoughtful comment...Thank you all for your kind and thoughtful comments. May whatever goodness that comes from all of us spread out across the world in another kind of wave, and may that wave reach Japan, may they know that people everywhere are sending well-being wishes their way.Florencehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03049656800516421526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-88789830653080584932011-03-14T20:20:59.259-07:002011-03-14T20:20:59.259-07:00Florence, once again, I am moved to tears and more...Florence, once again, I am moved to tears and more present and grounded at the same time from reading your well-crafted, articulate thoughts. Thank you for capturing the ways we are so undeniably and beautifully connected.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-51243980661966786392011-03-13T17:22:38.834-07:002011-03-13T17:22:38.834-07:00Your words captured this moment in time not only e...Your words captured this moment in time not only eloquently, but diving straight into the heart. Thank you for putting into words what is almost incomprehensible.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11687185564619341260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-75562060534409089752011-03-13T11:52:57.046-07:002011-03-13T11:52:57.046-07:00Breathing, appreciating. Thanks, Florence.Breathing, appreciating. Thanks, Florence.Karen Gimbelhttp://www.bluerockgallery.canoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-44891739957412380452011-03-13T10:51:47.479-07:002011-03-13T10:51:47.479-07:00Florence, this is a very appreciated sentiment. I...Florence, this is a very appreciated sentiment. I woke up this morning holding everything as precious with gratefulness and sorrow as I get ready for Lou's funeral.jeff bicknerhttp://bicknerdancefloors.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-69827871479513668352011-03-13T10:44:36.748-07:002011-03-13T10:44:36.748-07:00i just received emails from two of my former esl s...i just received emails from two of my former esl students in japan, they are ok. it has been horrendous to witness. from japan to tokeland, the interconnectedness of us all. have seen some vigils for japan happening around the world, maybe we can pull one together in olympia. deep bow from robbieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-57611746596706429402011-03-13T09:50:28.744-07:002011-03-13T09:50:28.744-07:00Oh Florence, I love you...thank you so much for he...Oh Florence, I love you...thank you so much for helping me start my day in such a beautiful way...I have such appreciation for how you perceive and express yourself...with love...Joan Fenoldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17423285727753959353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-10438356193431617082011-03-13T09:04:53.336-07:002011-03-13T09:04:53.336-07:00how lovely to experience the immediacy and intimac...how lovely to experience the immediacy and intimacy of life and perception as it flows through florence. feels pretty alive to me! thank you.chris fortinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-82679398800060146352011-03-13T07:48:20.122-07:002011-03-13T07:48:20.122-07:00What is Grace? Without name and form and yet so po...What is Grace? Without name and form and yet so poignant?Ryusenflowingfountainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14243822868909412059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-61720830936968814202011-03-13T06:33:46.900-07:002011-03-13T06:33:46.900-07:00Dear Florence:
This is beautiful. Thank you. ...Dear Florence:<br /> This is beautiful. Thank you. Today in Maine a light rain is changing the snow. Two of my friends in Japan are safe. A third has not responded. The "breath" of this essay fills me. Wonder. Glory.<br /><br />GarrettUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08493637422715443021noreply@blogger.com