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MoonShel
3/23/2009 2:06 PM UTC
Brilliant ~ Thanks Rev for having the wonderful Lisa on the show! She is such a gem - brings me giggles, smiles, and wonderful chills to my heart!!! ZOOM! :) Love to you, Shelly
Catchlight
3/23/2009 4:20 AM UTC
oh I can't believe I missed this show, I connected with so much of what was said, especially and almost exactly, with the comments Nick made...the war into peace transition and the silent little energy connections we sometimes make. Strangely enough I wrote something late last night touching on this very thing, I will post it here in what may possibly be the longest comment ever! Thanks for a wonderful show, hope to be here next time : )
3/23/2009 4:19 AM UTC
and then i am reminded of a pure and weightless beauty- that i haven't found anywhere except when with myself, alone and looking out into the world, sometimes with or around a few, in a few still moments, but then i drift away into other peoples worlds, they seem simpler, deafer, what are they missing, how come it's so small in there, sometimes i really wonder if i could come in, i'd just be looking out the window eventually, looking for a door out
back into the yard of where i came from, this white flower says it all, holds all of the beauty and wonder and open-eyed imagination, of the something more, that i always feel, and silently commune with, we say hello, i acknowledge its existance, it acknowledges my awareness,and the two of us go on dancing around one another, giving winks and glances, oh yes hello again, the something more says, passing by in a beautiful flower, slowing down a runner with an awe striking sky
the passer by, the passer by, looks, for a second you are taken in, universes collide, and then fade into a bus or a bell or a holler, from the streets where you reside, the density of reality, is nothing new to me, but yet amidst its busy and its pain, there is a laughter, a smile, a knowingness that it is simply, insane, a laughter and a smile that it is just a game, and the hide-n-seek is to find the small and hidden magic that's scattered, knowingness, no, it's not just in your mind.
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