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After the good earth where the body knows itself to be real and the mad flight where it gives itself to the world, we give ourselves to the rhythm of love leaving the… Continue reading
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How Much Of Ourselves Should We Reveal Online?
“Writing means revealing oneself to excess” – Franz Kafka Occasionally when I write something on this blog, I pause before hitting the “publish” button and wonder have I revealed too much of myself?… Continue reading
Weekly Round-Up
T for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just […]
Weekly Round-Up
T for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just […]
Poetry Friday
‘Tis a fearful thing to love what death can touch. A fearful thing to love, to hope, to dream, to be – to be, And oh, to lose. A thing for fools, this,… Continue reading
Weekly Round-Up
T for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just […]
Weekly Round-Up
T for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just […]
Poetry Friday
The World Has Need of You everything here seems to need us… —Rilke I can hardly imagine it as I walk to the lighthouse, feeling the ancient prayer of my arms swinging in… Continue reading
