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Walt Knew Divinity in Every Person, All Phenomena:
“I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign’d by God’s name…”
(Section 48, Song of Myself)
@vegypower.bsky.social Is there a less public way to share poems and other glimmers?✨
“I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign’d by God’s name…”
(Section 48, Song of Myself)
@vegypower.bsky.social Is there a less public way to share poems and other glimmers?✨
November 6, 2025 at 8:43 PM
Walt Knew Divinity in Every Person, All Phenomena:
“I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign’d by God’s name…”
(Section 48, Song of Myself)
@vegypower.bsky.social Is there a less public way to share poems and other glimmers?✨
“I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign’d by God’s name…”
(Section 48, Song of Myself)
@vegypower.bsky.social Is there a less public way to share poems and other glimmers?✨
🥰 Not with an individual, though increasingly with all encountered; from a hyper focused laser beam to a floodlight embracing everything.♾️🖤💗🤍✨
🌞🌺🌲🌴🪷🍄🟫😻🦆🦅🕊️🦢👀🌌
🌞🌺🌲🌴🪷🍄🟫😻🦆🦅🕊️🦢👀🌌
November 6, 2025 at 8:24 PM
🥰 Not with an individual, though increasingly with all encountered; from a hyper focused laser beam to a floodlight embracing everything.♾️🖤💗🤍✨
🌞🌺🌲🌴🪷🍄🟫😻🦆🦅🕊️🦢👀🌌
🌞🌺🌲🌴🪷🍄🟫😻🦆🦅🕊️🦢👀🌌
"No evidence supports using graded exercise therapy for ME/CFS" yes(!), and/however there's personal, anecdotal and perhaps extant scientific evidence indicating (proving) forced exertion, including prescribed GET can and does lower patient functionality baselines in Myalgic Encephalomyelitis.
November 6, 2025 at 8:15 PM
"No evidence supports using graded exercise therapy for ME/CFS" yes(!), and/however there's personal, anecdotal and perhaps extant scientific evidence indicating (proving) forced exertion, including prescribed GET can and does lower patient functionality baselines in Myalgic Encephalomyelitis.
You're welcome. :)
I too get 'downloads' from time to time; and we offer up acknowledgement, gratitude and welcoming.
Lovely to have encountered you, VP.
I too get 'downloads' from time to time; and we offer up acknowledgement, gratitude and welcoming.
Lovely to have encountered you, VP.
November 4, 2025 at 8:49 PM
You're welcome. :)
I too get 'downloads' from time to time; and we offer up acknowledgement, gratitude and welcoming.
Lovely to have encountered you, VP.
I too get 'downloads' from time to time; and we offer up acknowledgement, gratitude and welcoming.
Lovely to have encountered you, VP.
6) She would catch the poem by its tail and she would pull it backwards into her body as she was transcribing on the page.
In those instances, the poem would come up on the page perfect and intact, but backwards, from the last word to the first.
In those instances, the poem would come up on the page perfect and intact, but backwards, from the last word to the first.
November 4, 2025 at 1:27 AM
6) She would catch the poem by its tail and she would pull it backwards into her body as she was transcribing on the page.
In those instances, the poem would come up on the page perfect and intact, but backwards, from the last word to the first.
In those instances, the poem would come up on the page perfect and intact, but backwards, from the last word to the first.
5) And then there were these times, there were moments where she would almost miss it. She is running to the house and is looking for the paper and the poem passes through her. She grabs a pencil just as it’s going through her and she would reach out with her other hand and she would catch it.
November 4, 2025 at 1:26 AM
5) And then there were these times, there were moments where she would almost miss it. She is running to the house and is looking for the paper and the poem passes through her. She grabs a pencil just as it’s going through her and she would reach out with her other hand and she would catch it.
4) Other times she wouldn’t be fast enough, so she would be running and running, and she wouldn’t get to the house, and the poem would barrel through her and she would miss it, and it would continue on across the landscape looking for ‘another poet’.
November 4, 2025 at 1:26 AM
4) Other times she wouldn’t be fast enough, so she would be running and running, and she wouldn’t get to the house, and the poem would barrel through her and she would miss it, and it would continue on across the landscape looking for ‘another poet’.
3) That was to, in her words, run like hell to the house as she would be chased by this poem.
The whole deal was that she had to get to a piece of paper fast enough so that when it thundered through her, she could collect it and grab it on the page.
The whole deal was that she had to get to a piece of paper fast enough so that when it thundered through her, she could collect it and grab it on the page.
November 4, 2025 at 1:25 AM
3) That was to, in her words, run like hell to the house as she would be chased by this poem.
The whole deal was that she had to get to a piece of paper fast enough so that when it thundered through her, she could collect it and grab it on the page.
The whole deal was that she had to get to a piece of paper fast enough so that when it thundered through her, she could collect it and grab it on the page.
2) It was like a thunderous train of air and it would come barrelling down at her over the landscape. And when she felt it coming…cause it would shake the earth under her feet, she knew she had only one thing to do at that point.
November 4, 2025 at 1:25 AM
2) It was like a thunderous train of air and it would come barrelling down at her over the landscape. And when she felt it coming…cause it would shake the earth under her feet, she knew she had only one thing to do at that point.
That sounds very much like the process Poet Ruth Stone described. :)
Here's what Liz Gilbert penned about that:
1) As Ruth Stone was growing up in rural Virginia, she would be out, working in the fields and she would feel and hear a poem coming at her from over the landscape.
Here's what Liz Gilbert penned about that:
1) As Ruth Stone was growing up in rural Virginia, she would be out, working in the fields and she would feel and hear a poem coming at her from over the landscape.
November 4, 2025 at 1:24 AM
That sounds very much like the process Poet Ruth Stone described. :)
Here's what Liz Gilbert penned about that:
1) As Ruth Stone was growing up in rural Virginia, she would be out, working in the fields and she would feel and hear a poem coming at her from over the landscape.
Here's what Liz Gilbert penned about that:
1) As Ruth Stone was growing up in rural Virginia, she would be out, working in the fields and she would feel and hear a poem coming at her from over the landscape.
I've won many, but not all my shower arguments.💦😆
Much better to think-feel on poetry.🤲🏼
We want the Highest and Best, letting go of pettiness, standing in peaceful waters.🩵
Much better to think-feel on poetry.🤲🏼
We want the Highest and Best, letting go of pettiness, standing in peaceful waters.🩵
November 3, 2025 at 11:43 PM
I've won many, but not all my shower arguments.💦😆
Much better to think-feel on poetry.🤲🏼
We want the Highest and Best, letting go of pettiness, standing in peaceful waters.🩵
Much better to think-feel on poetry.🤲🏼
We want the Highest and Best, letting go of pettiness, standing in peaceful waters.🩵
Not to be overly pedantic,😬Predators have forward-facing eyes while prey animals tend to have eyes on the sides of their heads… this cute lil' one pointing its nose at you means it's looking left and right, and probably means it trusts you because it doesn't feel the need to watch you very closely!
November 1, 2025 at 12:06 AM
Not to be overly pedantic,😬Predators have forward-facing eyes while prey animals tend to have eyes on the sides of their heads… this cute lil' one pointing its nose at you means it's looking left and right, and probably means it trusts you because it doesn't feel the need to watch you very closely!
Building "Versailles" while the peasants have no cake to eat - it's understandable he wouldn't want to leave 'the new palace' once his term's up.
41 million Americans losing food benefits won't help crime rates, but maybe some in power actually want this: insurrection act -> private prison workers.🤦♂️
41 million Americans losing food benefits won't help crime rates, but maybe some in power actually want this: insurrection act -> private prison workers.🤦♂️
October 27, 2025 at 10:43 PM
Building "Versailles" while the peasants have no cake to eat - it's understandable he wouldn't want to leave 'the new palace' once his term's up.
41 million Americans losing food benefits won't help crime rates, but maybe some in power actually want this: insurrection act -> private prison workers.🤦♂️
41 million Americans losing food benefits won't help crime rates, but maybe some in power actually want this: insurrection act -> private prison workers.🤦♂️
Everything changes because it must. May we surrender with grace that which is no longer for us. 🍂🧡
October 23, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Everything changes because it must. May we surrender with grace that which is no longer for us. 🍂🧡
Mahalo for this beautiful post.
🤲🏼💚
Many right now are ever-better living in to Tagore's access to divine wisdom expressed through these lines:
I slept and dreamt life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.
- Rabindranath Tagore
*Service_is_Joy.
🤲🏼💚
Many right now are ever-better living in to Tagore's access to divine wisdom expressed through these lines:
I slept and dreamt life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.
- Rabindranath Tagore
*Service_is_Joy.
October 21, 2025 at 6:41 AM
Mahalo for this beautiful post.
🤲🏼💚
Many right now are ever-better living in to Tagore's access to divine wisdom expressed through these lines:
I slept and dreamt life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.
- Rabindranath Tagore
*Service_is_Joy.
🤲🏼💚
Many right now are ever-better living in to Tagore's access to divine wisdom expressed through these lines:
I slept and dreamt life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.
- Rabindranath Tagore
*Service_is_Joy.
More like sweet bee! 🐝🥰
October 20, 2025 at 11:00 PM
More like sweet bee! 🐝🥰
I've been that nerd who loves so much the beloved thinks they don't need to try.
Someday I'll find reciprocity.😘
And I've been told with great regret that many ladies spend their best years with assholes when they could've avoided all the games and betrayals by being with the kind man. All good!🥰
Someday I'll find reciprocity.😘
And I've been told with great regret that many ladies spend their best years with assholes when they could've avoided all the games and betrayals by being with the kind man. All good!🥰
October 20, 2025 at 10:58 PM
I've been that nerd who loves so much the beloved thinks they don't need to try.
Someday I'll find reciprocity.😘
And I've been told with great regret that many ladies spend their best years with assholes when they could've avoided all the games and betrayals by being with the kind man. All good!🥰
Someday I'll find reciprocity.😘
And I've been told with great regret that many ladies spend their best years with assholes when they could've avoided all the games and betrayals by being with the kind man. All good!🥰
We All Gotta Eat.
September 25, 2025 at 7:35 AM
We All Gotta Eat.
And this is why in every glass of water we drink there are probably atoms that passed through Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, Moses, Dinosaurs and Moss. We're all in this together! 🌎💜
September 8, 2025 at 12:35 AM
And this is why in every glass of water we drink there are probably atoms that passed through Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, Moses, Dinosaurs and Moss. We're all in this together! 🌎💜
A path with Heart > cynical, skeptical intellectual pursuits.
August 13, 2025 at 9:43 PM
A path with Heart > cynical, skeptical intellectual pursuits.