I stumble across your words as I plod though my thirsty phone that has corralled more accumulating apps than names in a small town phone book - an anomaly that I'm not sure exists (the app accumulation is likely a product of my own ADHD), and remember how much I anticipate reading your next offering. I read them often to my fiancé, a beautiful soul who loves your mother very much, and I take a particular pleasure in hearing my own voice drip out your eloquently metered prose. It's becoming one of my favorite things to do, like meditating, or stroking guitar strings. So thank you, as always.
What a gift, Vanessa. Thank you. I read Bennett’s poem to my koan practice group &, like me, they were deeply touched by its wisdom & tenderness.
Vanessa,
I stumble across your words as I plod though my thirsty phone that has corralled more accumulating apps than names in a small town phone book - an anomaly that I'm not sure exists (the app accumulation is likely a product of my own ADHD), and remember how much I anticipate reading your next offering. I read them often to my fiancé, a beautiful soul who loves your mother very much, and I take a particular pleasure in hearing my own voice drip out your eloquently metered prose. It's becoming one of my favorite things to do, like meditating, or stroking guitar strings. So thank you, as always.
Beautiful, Vanessa.