To thank the Crow for so many years of support and caring...
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Any comments you'd like to leave for the Crow, who is a teacher to so many of us, leave them here. I'll see if there isn't some way to pass them on.
Sincerely,
The Hopper-scribe
Thus Spake the Crow...: Broken...
22 comments:
Good Morning and thanks for your comments, they are precious. And I wondered, why the crow would close one of the two doors of communication...but perhaps this has to be done sometimes to get back to the roots, to liberty. I wish the crow so many things, good things. For you too
love
Andrea
Thank you Andrea and good morning... Hope you are having a good day so far...
I wonder too these same questions that you ask... how can one walk from one door to another if the farther door is closed?
But as you note... and more importantly... what is the roots... where is the democracy and the roots???
Is democracy the right word?
Any readers who should venture through here please visit Miss Doodle... and see what c(est)andrea is doodling today...
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Do more than keep it real... keep it c'est andrea...
Andrea...
So good to hear from you...
Your words help keep me buoyant... as though the hot air wouldn't have done that!!!
the crow's words have burnt into my soul.
they have imbued me with delight, soothed me when needed
and flowed only when necessary.
to me you will always be whole
never broken.
love you crow.
It you click on that little envelope you can send an email address to Ms Crow - if we know her email address. Amazing person - believe it or not, she is the first person whose poetry I could read...relate too..had the patience for etc. And I'm beginning to read more poetry...thank you crow
I do appreciate your comment on my blog but it is of my request that you should not use some obscene words....
The Crow is one of my greatest teachers and dearest friends. She is always in my heart.
The Crow has known my heart from my first words. She's a kindred soul whom I miss and worry about.
She also knows her own heart, so perhaps she's taking a much needed break without calling attention to herself. That would be so like her, to do things without fanfare.
I hope she knows we're all waiting for her when she's ready to appear.
Fly free, my dear friend.
Come back strong...or broken, we'll be here.
XX
P.S. Thank you JP! Your heart is gold ;)
what? what? why the assumption the crow is gone? because no comments can be left? geez. i'm now worried. this is one person i would not want to lose or worry about. thank you for your offer to pass on all these warm and loving thoughts.
i'm silently praying too...
Not to worry. I did email HB and she is fine. Just doing her own thing. For her own reasons.
Well but not gone, still posting her pictures and words. And we are still reading her words. And she is still reading our. Blessings to Crow and may peace be with you.
She will be back to post and comment when she has feels up to it I would imagine, and has the time and can, since I think she has lots of problems reading and seeing pictures on others blogs. She might just need a breather. I enjoy every comment she makes in and about blogland.
Thanks to you all for dropping by and leaving your thoughts...
I'm sure that our friend appreciates them all...
JP
you made me cry... all of you...
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can't say a word to match the beauty found within your souls...
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just i'm on a new turn in my winding path... let's call it "the no-comments phase"...
and let's see what the crow is going to learn here...
excuse me for my madness!
:D
love love love
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Jon...
think the only door that can be closed is in our minds... all other doors have no lock... believe me...
love you more than i can tell, my dear door... ooops... friend...
;)
" the finest qualities of our nature, like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved only by the most delicate of handling... yet we do not treat ourselves nor one another thus tenderly"
Thoreau;Walden
this quote came to me when I read Hopper's post, and its intentions are what I think of when I read your words, Hopper-scribe/poet... that you are there, hovering, treating us, these one anothers, thus tenderly...and perhaps coming to treat yourself so, as well...
this gesture of commitment to honouring choice and expression is so characteristic of this blog, its muse and its community....kind and helpful.
the Crow's life has a complexity that is unimaginable to me if I am honest about my own privilege and safety; I believe that choices for growth are as complex as the people who make them. My hopes and what I call prayer are with the Crow as she lives the expression of her lifework in ways that are honourable for her.
thank you for the space to be still, reflect and listen.
Harlequin
The roots? Hmmm, I guess for me that would be do things without any obligation whatsoever. BWO !:)
And also, sometimes we need NOT to communicate in order to grow...
I send you and the Crow a big hug,
and love
Andrea
Any comments you'd like to leave for the Crow, who is a teacher to so many of us, leave them here.
I can't say that she taught me anything when I'm the teacher here. Actually, I just have a lot of bad students that are getting failing grades.
I once never understood a bit of crow's words but somehow I manage to understand now. NO, it is not my deliberate effort to recognise the words but it is from my own thoughts and vision i keep understanding it. that mutual and harmonious vibration i only like about HB.
I like the comment of BBC. I simply adore the people who have one track mind.
Hi Hopper
I have a meme challenge for you. :-)
http://crows-feet.blogspot.com/2009/02/save-words-meme.html
I blog therefore I am....cobblers
Dunno really. Just like babbling mainly.
Fascinates me that I have friends in other countries that I wouldn't have without blogging. Don't need 'em but like having them.
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