tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post4242611804315454589..comments2023-12-30T17:31:11.883+00:00Comments on The Solitary Walker: A Fable Of LifeThe Solitary Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-45819242993766065512010-12-21T23:59:54.383+00:002010-12-21T23:59:54.383+00:00Thanks for all these great comments.
Loving what ...Thanks for all these great comments.<br /><br />Loving what is ... knowing that what is, is enough ...<br /><br />Acceptance of - even embracing - the inevitable = freedom.<br /><br />What wonderful truths and ideals to have in mind as we approach the start of a new year.The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-42089047802285342572010-12-21T12:13:24.552+00:002010-12-21T12:13:24.552+00:00When we accept and embrace that we will dissolve a...When we accept and embrace that we will dissolve away one day, every day is free.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-15201922608845066102010-12-21T02:44:35.746+00:002010-12-21T02:44:35.746+00:00Though I currently lack a cat and so must substitu...Though I currently lack a cat and so must substitute Moon the Dog, I have the river, the sun (when it decides to show) and plane trees—sycamores—aplenty. The source is miles from here—but more than once I have stood looking at the water, lit by its dazzle, seeing myself and subsequently reflecting on this reflection and the past, present, and future state of my life, wondering those things we all must wonder from time to time…and concluding, as the poet concluded, that we all will go in our order. And most of the time, on a good day, finding all the joy I need because I'm alive. <br /><br />Oh how I feel this poem…Grizz…………https://www.blogger.com/profile/04828454689578685330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-10324965273177637302010-12-21T01:13:41.325+00:002010-12-21T01:13:41.325+00:00A lovely example of being totally present to what ...A lovely example of being totally present to what is ... and loving what is ... knowing that what is, is enough.Bonnie Zieman, M.Ed.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00282469017360136275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-38445655385504946112010-12-20T22:40:16.855+00:002010-12-20T22:40:16.855+00:00I love the lines about the water-dazzle. I have ju...I love the lines about the water-dazzle. I have just been for a swim in an outdoor lane pool. One of the things I love about swimming in such a pool on a sunny day is the way the sunlight dazzles and breaks up on the water, making a pattern on the bottom of the pool. It somehow brings life to the whole swim, and to the rest of the day.Kiwi Nomadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13351034705766073667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319797996494487653.post-84246958892576310932010-12-20T22:00:37.388+00:002010-12-20T22:00:37.388+00:00An interesting poem, Robert, and it seems to me th...An interesting poem, Robert, and it seems to me that we are always standing at the source. I am intrigued by your reference to the joy that can be found in "the innocence of being alive." Against the backdrop of so much puritanical conditioning in our society, conditioning that is premised upon that old original sin notion that we are guilty until innocence is either purchased or proven, I love idea that there is innocence in just being alive. There is something quite liberating in this idea.Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03959953035812596907noreply@blogger.com