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Friday, June 08, 2007


liz elayne

i heard him read this poem in december. wow. i love this poem and to hear his voice in my head as i read it is pretty great.

hope you found some brightness in connecting with loved ones...


Hey Carla! I've been thinking about you a lot lately. Thank you for sharing of yourself with these posts...I know they are helpful for you, but they reach out and touch all of us too.

Have you ever read Karl Gibran's, The Prophet? Here is part of that book that held me during my darkest hibernation in my life:
Joy and Sorrow

Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow."

And he answered:

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.

And how else can it be?

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?

And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?

When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."

But I say unto you, they are inseparable.

Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.

Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.

When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.


personally, the idea that the painful times in life (or the times where it feels like something is litterally being carved out from inside of us) is necessary for making room for that much more joy later. I remember holding ont to this thought during my darkest days....I may hurt now, but DANG my life is going to fill up with joy once this is over....and it did.


Kikipotamus the Hobo

It takes a lot of wisdom and strength to force yourself to be with others when the instinct is to isolate. Brava.


yes indeed !! i am finding weeding and gardening to be so good for my soul and am so happy to hear the strength in your words and actions to look after yourself when you know it is needed. much love.

Samosas for One

Hey Carla: Just wanted to tell you how much I enjoy reading your blogs. When I take time out for me and to recharge this is one of the places I go to reaffirm the importance of connecting with one's self. Good luck in Spokane!

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  • "When you recover or discover something that nourishes your soul and brings joy, care enough about yourself to make room for it in your life."
    —Jean Shinoda Bolen

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