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What a PERFECT metaphor for the ability (and effort required) to see the bigger picture, Mary!

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Thank you, Margaret Anna Alice. Always happy to hear your thoughts 🙏🏼

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Fabulous reminder that we are standing inside an immense mosaic. Thank you.

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It was our conversation that inspired the poem, as is often the case. Thanks for being my not-so-silent writing partner!

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Glad to be of service even if I cannot be quiet...

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😂 It's BECAUSE you're not quiet!

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Dear dear Mary - I so love your poetry, and you are on blazing form with this one. Your words are your dots, just as precisely placed, just as multi-hued, and likewise magicking into existence a bigger whole and a bigger sentiment.

It's exquisite.

Yet aside from its beauty, just for its own sake, in evoking "teal next to mulberry, and obsidian next to gold" and "evergreen pines (that) blaze tangerine and lemon" it frames anew a crie de coeur, a reminder so urgently and widely needed, to see the bigger picture.

Bravo. Bravo.

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Oh my... such high praise! I'm blushing. Thank you Michael.

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Required Sunday reading!

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I love the simplicity of the message. I have been thinking of this very much lately. Back it up to see the bigger picture. You brought it to us beautifully.♥

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Thanks, SadieJay.

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So beautiful!

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a fine "think" on our own human birds-eye view! but me-thinks it's more than a quirk of how we see--but ruther the ESSENCE! Them pointillists knew that our eyes an' brains, unaided by lenses (microsopic or even telescopic) / in their natural state--had no trouble sortin' out the representational from the abstracted sea of dots--the story from the spiny haystack of words. It's like finding "home" on a topographical map--but with yer eyes. Back 'fore the days of did-ya-tell? all newsprint wuz dot matrix... very much like pointillism--I wonder if we lost somethin' (apart from good journalism lol!) when dot-matrix printin' wuz abandoned? (kinda like the poor man's pointillism, no?)

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You're right -- it is WAY more than a quirk! I used that word intentionally/ironically, because that's how it was described in a encyclopedic definition of pointillism and I liked the jolt of it. And I share your wonder about the shift from dot matrix to digital, and what we lost. Sometimes I think the Luddites had it goin' on...😂

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Just gorgeous. Thank you, Mary.

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Exquisite, Mary! xoxo

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I'm just saying it like it is. ;-)

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Oh go on...😂

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Hahaha!! So glad I could talk you into it!

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This is so beautiful, Mary! I miss poetry in my life. You put this so succinctly in the two steps back. The first step is important, to see the patterns, but the second is key, to trust that the big picture will resolve--even if it hasn't yet, not having enough distance.

It's like that phrase socio-spirituality that one of my viewers gifted me with to describe what I'm trying to do: taking a hard look at the reality IN the world while questioning the reality OF the world. Thank you, I needed this this morning.

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So glad it resonated with you, Tereza! And that phrase to describe your work in the world is excellent -- it fits you to a T. xox

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Visceral response, my body alive with sensation - thank you Mary!

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You're welcome, Laura. I love hearing how it landed in real time! ❤️

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