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Aug 27Liked by Mary Poindexter McLaughlin

Unheralded self healing isn’t even the new thing; it’s the only thing.

Thank you, Mary, for your gifts. πŸ’š

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Aug 27Liked by Mary Poindexter McLaughlin

Such an important message, Mary, delivered from the spaciousness of you.

In a relationship in my past, we had a Friday nite routine of taking turns writing and listening to spontaneous poems. We filled books doing this. I was always amazed at what wanted expression, if given the space and permission. This poem reminds me of that.

floating in the ether

palpable in silence

captured on a sun beam

or the rustling of the leaves

carried in the water

held in the earth beneath our feet

who listens to its message?

is present to the unseen

cuts through the mire

& all the dread and the gloom

layered over our world

obscuring what is true?

oh, listen there.

πŸ’•

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Aug 28Liked by Mary Poindexter McLaughlin

Fabulous - lovely poem...

I've had my share of those kinds of memos lately - some written by others and some written by my own fragile soul. Your poem helped me re-set...and to get back to what I know I can accomplish...

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Aug 28Liked by Mary Poindexter McLaughlin

Feeling unmemo’d. Great audio addition! Nothing like hearing the author read it out loud. I read it first and came back to listen while reading it a second time. It hit different, it hit wise. And gentle. Thanks, Mary!

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Beautiful true words, Mary! xoxo

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Aug 27Liked by Mary Poindexter McLaughlin

Thank you for the encouraging reminder! ❀️ It’s a full time job to ignore all of the propaganda memos!! 😜

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Aug 27Liked by Mary Poindexter McLaughlin

I am once again moved and edified by your words. Thank you for continuing to share.

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Aug 27Liked by Mary Poindexter McLaughlin

Thanks for putting a smile in my day !

XOX

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