We contribute, in everything we say or do. It isn't always obvious. It isn't always conscious. But, it helps...and some days, it just turns on like a hose. I see it, quite often...recently, and it spans the gamut of all the available posts.
It is, as if 'one consciousness', among us says...'shall we talk?' and we do. Many years past, I experienced this phenomena, in a heightened state of artistic/spiritual frame. It lasted ten years, and thousands of miles and words.
It is a kind of 'musing/meditation', useful at such introspective endeavors, as art, poetry, music. So, I appreciate your posts, at another level, entirely. To me...it's all a study. I divine. Do you? I divine...and so, my cup is more than tea or taste, although, that's well and good and all...there's more.
There's leaves, and leaves of grass, and twigs, and stones...of fox, and fish and badgers, and of feathered creatures...flying on the sky. These are ours, our ways of 'seeing', other than our eyes, alone...for we are 'feeling' more, oh yes...much more, the feelings in our soul.
Namaste
Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico
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