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Music graces the heard words . Poetry chosen provides entry to a realm untouched.

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A realm untouched! Lovely.

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Thanks for restack. Words vanish so quickly if not memorized or written down.

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soothing in the balm of friendship

falling upwards— up and into one other

seen, encouraged, felt

Thank you TSIM, this is beautiful, uplifting and a reminder of the power (and gentleness) of we. I love your music suggestions too, always something that helps transcend the doldrums of the day.

(And a humble thanks for your kind words on my writing 🙏🏽)

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Thanks for hearing this Jonathan. The we that we all are.

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"beyond comfort, beyond limits, above hidden

we start to inhabit ourselves to come alive

soothing in the balm of friendship

falling upwards— up and into one other "

Interesting to run into this piece on a day when I have been flooded with generosity and support from this community of poets. Funny how we encounter the right poems at the right times.

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It found you Jeff! Thanks for reading to the end. It is such an encouraging community.

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falling upwards into the arms of our friends, i love that

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Thanks Elizabeth!

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Yes, it's true what you said, that the "disconnect is part of our intergenerational legacy and culture. Wise words in that paragraph. Most of my ancestors - especially the women, came from Ireland (to Australia) in the 1850's. Seven generations of half-buried feelings. I will listen to that podcast too. Thanks for the recommendation.

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That's interesting Damian ! Good to connect. (Reconnect!)

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Yet the rainbow is always there, but not always visible.

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That's nice Edgar. I'm writing something on 'hope' just now, isn't this our constant forgetting? we almost need daily / hourly reminders about what is always there.

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Thank you for your poem which connects the energy of the individual with the energy of the world spirit, and thanks also for supporting the writers you’ve featured here today. Perfect!

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Thanks Paul, that fits even more!

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Beautiful poem…love this stanza.

darkness speaks its own name

so we can feel our lives

in songs, it ripples—

in thrills we coalesce where we belong

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Hey Brian, thanks for comment and for picking this line!

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The most beautiful and moving yet. I'm so lucky to call you my friend. Our truths and laughs.

Love the balm of friendship X

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Oh wow Sarah Connolly, what a beautiful comment!!

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This meditation was such a balm today as I sat in treatment. The music selections were better than usual (I don't like rappy or sappy).

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Lovely to hear this! Balm transported.

Interesting to hear it called a meditation, lovely actually. Wishing you well during your treatment. Better and better.

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I am honoured to be one tiny part of your "we" -- even from afar.

A big thanks and a big big big hug from your new Greek friend!

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You are that for sure, Fotini!

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