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Posted by ZQ on July 8, 2018 in Beginnings, ignorance, New light/New life, Poetry, Zen
Tags: http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/, Pine Cone Diaries, Zen
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Rosemary Nissen-Wade
July 10, 2018 at 7:19 pm
Ah, the lovely surprise, the unexpected bonus!
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mhmp77
July 9, 2018 at 9:52 pm
kaykuala
have become
light as a feather.
Gives a feeling ZQ that life’s distractions are all in the past now.
Hank
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Carrie Van Horn
July 9, 2018 at 1:33 pm
Traveling light is the best way to move on….love this ZQ!!
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gillena
July 9, 2018 at 10:22 am
Balance and lightness precious gifts of wisdom in aging🤗happy for you
Thank you for linking to my Sunday Standard this week
Much🎀love
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magicalmysticalteacher
July 9, 2018 at 8:47 am
There are echoes here of the Book of Ecclesiastes: “Vanity, vanity, all is vanity!”
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dsnake1
July 9, 2018 at 8:29 am
but isn’t it good that the heart gets lighter?
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Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES
July 9, 2018 at 8:27 am
I feel that way too sometimes. Light or empty?
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annell4
July 9, 2018 at 8:16 am
I like that!!
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thotpurge
July 9, 2018 at 12:30 am
As long as they are happy bags of emptiness….
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Susan
July 9, 2018 at 12:13 am
You make it seem like a relief, as in “lighten up.” Yet the word “emptiness” pulses dangerously mid-poem. Good stuff. As I get lighter (in my heart), I’m finding a love of paradox.
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Magaly Guerrero
July 9, 2018 at 12:04 am
Hold on to those now-balloons, and fly!
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Sarah Russell
July 8, 2018 at 11:34 pm
Ah, but isn’t it wonderful to travel light, ZQ? I’m enjoying that more and more as I grow old.
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Mary
July 8, 2018 at 10:18 pm
Ah, sometimes it is good to let go of expectations and live in the moment.
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Sherry Marr
July 8, 2018 at 10:16 pm
It is kind of cool when those bags get lighter. When morning birdsong and a good cup of coffee are Enough. I love this, kiddo.
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Therisa
July 8, 2018 at 7:43 pm
There are times, I wish my soul was so. Given the grief that we walk through, during our lives.
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