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May 28, 2010


Tears in my eyes, Beth. I loved it.

I found your essay, in part, at African Alchemy. Your writing in the essay moved me to tears, to think and to remember the wonder of life. There is perfection among the sadness and pain. There is singular beauty if we pause to observe what is before us. There is both joy and pain in memory of those we have lost. We must allow the pain and joy to mingle.

Beautiful writing.

ha ha ha. I thought it's a tarsier. LOL

Kia ora Beth,
For some reason when I read your essay I printed it out rather than read it on screen. I took it to my own room where the window looks out upon our own unruly green gardens and bush, where the light in late afternoon upon it can take my breath away. And I read this. A very connected moment, kia ora my friend. Kia kaha.


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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.