Tag Archives: Walt Whitman

Filling the Glass


“I think I’m going to take my time,                                                         life is too short … Continue reading

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Remembrance – On Leaving Behind a Memory


“When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to … Continue reading

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Pain Divided – On Empathy


  “I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.” Walt Whitman from The Song of Myself  “I call him religious who understands the suffering of others.” Mahatma Gandhi Ah, empathy. Some say … Continue reading

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Spring Cleaning – Washing Our Souls Anew


“She is the rain and snows that arise from the waters and replenishes them again…as young and as ancient as spring, like the song of glad water flowing into the night from the bright morning in the hills.” Describing Goldberry. From … Continue reading

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