Light from around the world for LongTermSurvivor/Stephanie

Today's poem from Panhala:

Query

I asked the birds
who sing at night
where they learned their songs,
and what they sang about.

They said, "We learn from
birds who sing by day,
but what we sing about
is hard for us to say."

"Only those with beak
and wing can fathom joy
in dark and doubt.
The sky may turn to evening
and the sun to moon,
but we sing
of what you do not speak -
how night is sometimes noon,
how any season of the soul
can, with time, be coaxed to spring."

~ Jean Burden ~

(Poetry, Fall 2002)

Stephanie and all,

Thinking of you as I took in the golden sunshine and fantastic warmth this morning.

It's interesting that you used the imagery of sitting at our feet. That's kind of the way I've felt reading through the d&d thread - that I'm sitting at the feet of teachers who are sharing their knowledge of what is to come for all of us, but we will not really understand until it is our time. Thank you.

Since birds are being discussed, I thought you might enjoy this picture. North Dakota is on the North America Flyway. Birds stop in on their migration routes for some rest & relaxation (lots of open fields with food and potholes for water). Here are a flock of Canadian Geese heading north for the summer (a mile long and over a million strong) in a picture taken a few days ago not far from where I live. Weather or not, spring has sprung!

Dear Stephanie - your posts and poetry continue to inspire us. Here's an Alaskan pic of dogloos for you. Along the Iditarod trail, sled dogs stay in these. I took this pic when I volunteered as a dog handler for a day at the start of the race. - Claire

Dear Stephanie,

From your first post to the most recent, I have felt and known that you are an angel among us. You put into words and sentiments better than anyone I've ever met including the Classic Poets both living and dead.

You mentioned you are alone, but that cannot be true with all those who admire you and are obviously touched by your spirit. I'm sending love and light from Miinesota this morning while I enjoy a snow globe of falling snow.

With love,

Amy

Smiling like these Johnny Jump-ups!

Already a more than decent day. The heat as broken and I'll visit a beloved doctor in my old, home town of San Francisco.

Wishing you all more smiles, more beauty in your days.

love & gratitude, Stephanie

Beautiful poem Stephanie , thank you for sharing. I am glad your visit to your onc went well . I wish you a quiet and comfortable night filled with wonderful dreams.

Oh my goodness ladies, I smell the freshly baked bread, the newly blooming wisteria and have immersed myself in the Arizona sunset. Thank you for tweaking my senses.

Amy

Good morning Stephanie