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Under the drying debris of pulled weeds,  these were hidden.  One bloom apiece…each of the three colors of Wild MorningGlory.   As with single things,  i gave them a drink of water with my glass.

i went to annalisa's blog,  kaizen journey,  by clicking on her comment and spent a long time in the bless~ed quiet there.  Went back and saw her Tribes.  and the word occurred….antidote.  And i have since been thinking how making and looking are nothing less.  For ourselves and for the world.  Each thing we See,  truly See,   and each moment of Making  give antidote to all that would have us doubt.

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  1. Irene Avatar
    Irene

    We rest and grow strong with each stitch, drawn line, etc.

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  2. grace Avatar
    grace

    i am thinking about this…i’d gone to bed and then Tazmeena
    the cat was saying things so i got up and opened the dog door.
    There is WIND here tonight…pretty strong and i think of
    strength while waiting for her to come back in so i can close
    that dog door for the night…Again.
    resting. resting is a kind of strength in its Self…the
    being still. Listening, waiting.

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  3. Mo Crow Avatar
    Mo Crow

    morning glory makes the best blues!

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  4. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    Morning JOY…always something very special about that one anything standing alone…..surviving = a BLESSINGS!

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  5. vicky aka stichr Avatar
    vicky aka stichr

    I am always amazed at what can be found, even under piles of weeds.
    We were supposed to have wind. BIG wind. Hurtful wind. So we prepared, everyone did. We were spared. The wind blew big in Canada.
    I am to have another girl to hold, to love. My tribe of Grand daughters.

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  6. Martine Bos Avatar
    Martine Bos

    Remember what i told you about my sister? Now there’s the morning glory, her favorit………….
    Thank you Grace…

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  7. annalisa Avatar
    annalisa

    Seeing = Witness
    Making = Testimony
    witnessing others stories and telling our own
    I have been inundated with other’s stories, the world is full of them.
    managing the flow so I have the space to tell my own is challenging sometimes
    Seeing the sun captured in beauty is a good story.

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  8. grace Avatar
    grace

    what, i wonder is she wanting us to know?

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  9. grace Avatar
    grace

    a glorious blue

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  10. grace Avatar
    grace

    yes…this is very true and so easy to work with in
    desert places…everything
    stands
    out

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  11. grace Avatar
    grace

    oh lordy…you DO have a tribe…and i love how you
    Love this….
    still, it would be too much for me. I Honor you.

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  12. grace Avatar
    grace

    i think telling our own turns out to be telling just
    another VIEW of a common human story….so our stories
    spin into the Collective?

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  13. Martine Bos Avatar
    Martine Bos

    Im thinking about that too Grace and i dont know.
    She keeps talking to me. She keeps popping up, everywhere ……………
    Some hours ago a friend posted about the winged heart and got me thinking about her again. I dont know.
    I go to bed now, maybe she tells me in my dreams?
    Love………….

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  14. grace Avatar
    grace

    i looked at her face again today, on your blog and saw again
    how we too could be sisters…we have the same eyes and her
    CLEAR CLEAR direct look went into me and said….”do what you
    can. No need for more. But need… for what you Can.”
    She can say things from where she is that we can’t know…
    she does know. I trust her to tell me.

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