Thank you so much Gail, what an honour to contribute to FF. Here is the poem you remember 🥰 xx


Mr. McNamee, the poet,

took the flowers and

threaded the stems

through his veins,

then wore their heads

inside his heart,

and perfumed his breath

with their petals.

Their colours bled

through his skin

and startled the world.

Margaret O’Brien

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It's even better than I remembered. Thank you Margaret! 💜

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I was so #Inspired by this post that I immediately shared it with the #WritingCommunity on #Twitter

One of my drivers is this beautiful word below.

Also, Shoshin and Ukiyo. Together they combine to create SUM. My three words for 2022.

Muditā means joy; especially sympathetic or vicarious joy, or the pleasure that comes from delighting in other people's well-being.

The traditional paradigmatic example of this mind-state is the attitude of a parent observing a growing child's accomplishments and successes.

I see Typist as a growing child… Paintist too! And, I haven’t even mentioned the “Girls” yet, although in truth, I guess I just did… 😉

In Gratitude…

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Along with a multitude of life lessons, I learned about Mudita from my yoga teacher —Sarah. I write a gratitude letter to her in this series. Her chapter is titled Outbreath.


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Mar 14, 2022Liked by 3musesmerge

What a treasure to have such memories! Around the people who have influenced our life's trajectory. Then to look over such relationships and note the formative events that helped us grow toward who we are today. A beautiful accounting of this particular person's influence.

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The healing power of friendship, creativity and gratitude - such good medicine here!

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