tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post7368984034096023578..comments2023-10-28T04:53:32.505-07:00Comments on View From The Northern Wall: On How It All Changeschristopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-81531078620492285792010-11-08T19:22:26.631-08:002010-11-08T19:22:26.631-08:00You may be right about that, Annie, or as is so of...You may be right about that, Annie, or as is so often the case when things get really tough, nothing is just what it is. A simple hand held out turns into what hands held out were in some other time and the hand he is turning down may not be at all yours but instead some other ghost hand that your hand looks like.<br /><br />Michelle, I can't begin to say how cool it is in my life to see your trace here as if you came to visit me at home.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-17241764614451819712010-11-08T16:55:32.575-08:002010-11-08T16:55:32.575-08:00Oh my goodness...yes indeedOh my goodness...yes indeedMichellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00816138640432897870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-1528064417209591672010-11-08T08:17:55.126-08:002010-11-08T08:17:55.126-08:00Fantastic poem. I have a friend who is just now at...Fantastic poem. I have a friend who is just now at this place. I hold out my hand but it is undesired, seems an unwanted soft in the face of all that hard. Perhpas to rest in the midst of it would be too great a loss of momentum.Wine and Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-28664318210170861282010-11-07T21:21:08.480-08:002010-11-07T21:21:08.480-08:00There is no question that passionate engagement te...There is no question that passionate engagement tends to bring about the possible and we often have no clue what is really possible until we try. On the other hand no amount of belief will disrupt the boundaries unless it is God's Will that is involved and assists. This includes magic, which when real channels divine power.<br /><br />My mother learned a hard lesson at one point with this one. She was a Unity Minister, living large the truths of positive thought, prayer and love. She had to reconfigure everything when she hit a fundamental reversal of circumstance. This transition from reward to austerity and from a secure life to wondering if she would ever have another life mate (and the answer was no even though she searched for many years) almost killed her going through the roughest patch. When she died she had not recovered and she died basically penniless though highly respected and awarded the highest accolades for her lifetime achievement.<br /><br />She had been working hard in the area of belief and affirmation all through the time leading up to her crash and through its aftermath too. She was a lesson for me too.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-26176155935339059572010-11-07T18:20:44.626-08:002010-11-07T18:20:44.626-08:00Oh, that poem is very hard.
I like to think that ...Oh, that poem is very hard.<br /><br />I like to think that believing in something passionately brings it into being. In fact I have lived this as truth. Unfortunately, I have had unknowing biting at my heels.<br /><br />xo<br />erinWoman in a Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.com