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February 16, 2011


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Sue fox

The perfect gift of words is yours Rebecca, I must read again and again lest I miss even a little fragment, thank you for your constant gifts made even more delightful with visual beauty.

Loving you Sue x

Karen Gerstenberger


deb taylor

~I can drink a case of you and still be on my feet~


You spread this love, day after day after day. Remarkable and inspiring --

Ms. Moon

I am tiny today, a tiny dancer and spring here unfolds around me.


"The practice of seeing with new eyes," I love your words. Tomorrow morning when I get ready to leave for exercise, I will see the morning with new eyes. Looking forward to that. Beautiful and thank you.

Meri @ Meri's Musings and Playing Along

I am here, wrapped in the warm feathers of your downy love.

deb @ talk at the table

tomorrow , when I am up before the sun,
I will think of you.


Rebecca, I hope you don't mind but I quoted you in one of your above paragraphs. The words were just too beautiful and I did link it back to you. Please forgive me if you mind.:)))Kootchy kootchy. Tee Hee.

Georgene Lockwood



rebecca, I'm always so thankful when i stop here, and tonight is no exception. with these thoughts in my head, night seems less daunting and the new day more hope-filled. thank you


oo good morning, rebecca


You are like a falling star. One has to look up really quickly into the heavens to see just how miraculous your poetry is as it falls on the eyes and ears of those who are reading it. Your images astonish me as well and feed my spirit in a way that I cannot describe. If you are not publishing this, you should be my dearest friend. I love your beautiful soul. Thank you for your generosity of spirit. I have written a haiku for Friday. I will wait until you publish yours to link up.


I've read this over at least three times, now. At first I was in love with the phrase, "somewhere between gravity and longing." Currently, I am loving:

"the practice
of seeing with new eyes"

the practice of. amen to that...


so glad you linked this beauty for others to share...


one word: gorgeous.

from the other Rebecca

imperfect prose

this is stunning.

love, love, the softening hem of sky...

it reminds me, this piece, of annie dilliard... whom i adore. thank you so much for linking, friend.

Ramblings by Carol Nuckols

I love seeing your world with new eyes. I'm small, I'm small . . . .

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