Comments on: Raspberries in the Rain

By: g.

g. — Sat, 01 Jul 2006 16:54:22 +0000

i stumbled in too, just about the time i was rethinking _words realizing that we use words for many purposes. i just left a friend who uses words to attack me, and hold me distant. and all the while i thought we were using words to join, to explain, and to reach agreement. so just what do we use words for anyway in the world of blogging? it sounds like you once used words to express your grief and your frustration, about living in a world at war. in this post, your words are like lily pads floating on surface of a still pond.

By: angel

angel — Sun, 18 Jun 2006 19:37:27 +0000

the metaphors in this post are priceless. your words are a gift and a reminder for us to sink down into our own lives despite all the issues and the distractions of the day ….into both the beauty and the tragedy of it all. and no matter how confusing or painful any of it is, it really is the only life that we have; the only clay we have to mold. this post reminds me where true peace begins.

i hope one day your words will find themselves between the covers of a book. maybe a memoir or collection of essays. bearing witness …..

thank you,
angel

By: dale

dale — Thu, 15 Jun 2006 22:53:30 +0000

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By: Pascale Solei

Pascale Solei — Wed, 14 Jun 2006 17:08:33 +0000

Glad to hear from you…

And this post reminds me of the words of Candide: “Il faut cultiver son jardin.” We have to tend our own gardens.

By: pohanginapete

pohanginapete — Wed, 14 Jun 2006 08:57:57 +0000

Good to see you back again, B. This post is simply beautiful; a wonderful mix of sadness and hope, detail and breadth of vision. The photo, too, is excellent, and it was a good call to choose B&W.

I do hope the settling of your soul continues and opportunities come your way in abundance. (I will answer your question, but it’s a hard one and I’d like to respond accurately. It might even be worth a post.)

Kia kaha, e hoa.

By: marja-leena

marja-leena — Tue, 13 Jun 2006 22:36:33 +0000

How wonderful to hear your voice again, butuki, and such a peaceful and almost joyful voice too. You have highlit the simple beauty right in one’s own yard and how it can provide sensuous delight and inspiration in the middle of one’s day. I’m glad that you are feeling better, in spite of troubles. I wish you well, there in the middle of your unfolding story! Keep us posted on how it continues…

By: butuki

butuki — Tue, 13 Jun 2006 18:03:06 +0000

Hello Kate. I’m glad that my words have left some modicum of movement. I’ve come a long way from the angry posts of my early years of blogging, when it seemed the war was everything. It was like being burned by a huge conflagration, with nothing much about anger left worth saying. Now I’m finding that it is the sphere that I dwell within every day that I can grasp and still be moved by. And my little attempts to fit inside the mouth of the wide world. This blog is like a small cave looking out on a vast wilderness, with little forays out along the edge, kicking stones. And a chance to examine methods for further paring away my preoccupation with myself.