Happy New Year, Janet. Remember me? Almost 20 years soon since we first met on some poetry forums. Suddenly, out of the blue, today I remembered you and recalled we had crossed paths again in 2007 briefly with a comment you left (I think) at my blog. Anyways… seems you are blogging away… as usual. Lovely! Will check out your posts now..tr to catch up at least with the recent poetry posts.
Of course I remember you my dear friend! A fool would forget. I was so happy to see you comment here. I’ve been away quite a long time. I think I went into hiding after the loss of my beloved husband, Scott, my beloved furkid Rascal, my beloved homestead, and the sudden move away from my comfort zone. I went through something akin to ‘Weary on a mind quest’ (if you remember that one) but I know I’m coming out of that state of mind because I want to start writing again. We’ll see. Please do come back when the spirit moves you (again) and hopefully there will be some new work here. Also, please leave me the URL to your website; I remember how much I enjoyed visiting your site. Peace and love Sanjeev, janetleigh
Love it. So many of us disappeared, so glad to see remnants of you here.
Brian, it was a joy to see you had stopped by; I was impelled to visit your blog and as a result I spent more than an hour re-reading your stellar work, again. I just couldn’t get enough. You always draw me in; you’re an amazing wordsmith. I’m coming out of a harsh season looking forward to newness of life. Thank you for thinking of me and I hope you’ll come back, my friend.
I’m so glad my comment found you. I wasn’t sure if anyone was still around. And thank you for the kind words… It’s been a harsh season over here as well, which tends to pull me back to writing. I hope you find more dulcet days ahead. I’m hoping to be somewhat active in writing (although not like before), so I hope to get a chance to hear from you and read back into your archives some more.
For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food,
For love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
My soul laid bare ..tread lightly, please ;>
This is where I plan to bare my soul for all the world to see - warts and all. I plan on letting it all hang out here, so to speak, not knowing exactly what direction it may take, but I hope you're along for the ride. If you are, you'll be respected and valued here for your poetic sensibilities. We can explore the content of our hearts and intricate workings of our minds, together. But above all else, I declare this place a safe haven from the slings and arrows of life that may be bent on foisting themselves in our general direction, seeking to strip all heart-felt and pithy profundities from our poetic souls. Mercy! Do I hear an Amen?! :>
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