both are sort of a conjuring up of things we need to survive.
dreams of guilt
dreams of redemption
my dream is offering me something that I need.
my responsibility to myself is to try to understand what it means.
Miriam Toews
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coming here is like visiting a museum. i look forward to it every day - seeing what bits you've gleaned from others and how you pair and interpret them with your fabrics on your wall. witnessing how your muse and self meld. xxx
ReplyDeleteI look forward to this blog every day too - it's interesting. The design wall evolves on one side of the hill - the journal is the river. It's so exciting to find that they replenish each other and me. I learn from them both.
Deleteokay, to be clear : it's not that i so enjoy reading my words that i repeat myself. i think i just figured it out the problem - after i drop off my comment, i hit the "go back" arrow, and somehow, as i retrace my steps, the commenting gremlin leaves a carbon copy of my previous comment. henceforth, i shall drop off my comment and exit stage left.
ReplyDeleteNot to worry sweet heart.
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