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Delicate music

During the slowing of these casted, wrist-pained days, I catch momentary glimpses of the exquisite music that rises within me at unexpected times. Glimpses...catcing the fullness of one moment, as with a camera...but not a camera, which can capture only a visual. This is sometimes a visual, but it is a visual streaming with feeling and music and a fullness of time just for now.The very next moment is new again.

There seems nothing more important in lfe than attending to the moment.

There is nothing more full, more satisfying, more present.

Such are the gifts of a broken wrist.

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10.12 | 08:27

I have browsed your comments on these books at various times and came back again now to be inspired to round out my selection for my 'winter reading'.

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02.12 | 19:23

Yes indeed...will show you tomorrow.

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02.12 | 19:20

I like these very much. The spirals amid stars and land especially feel like pure whimsy and joy. Black paper and gel pens, you say?.....

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10.09 | 21:59

Hearing you! MB

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