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17 December 2013


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Funny, I posted today on Loss in the middle of the Festive season, as I'll be at a funeral today, inevitably mourning my own mother's earlier passing as well. And then to come across your post, so eloquent. You've had such a year of losses. I wish that you may continue to find solace in candle-light, music. . . Take Care.

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Thought for life

  • The House of Breath, William Goyen
    We are the carriers of lives and legends - who knows the unseen frescoes on the private walls of the skull?

Thinking about . . .

  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Oh to be reborn within the pages of a book.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Why is it that we lose the things we love, and things cavalier cling to us and will be the measure of our worth after we’re gone?
  • Judith Kerr, Observer Magazine, 22 November 2015
    I don't believe in God. I find it much easier to believe in ancestors. I like to imagine they are pointing us in the right direction.

Read 2015

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