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Al, this is so rich with life, thank you. Your sweet anemone, “folded in on itself as if harboring an ache.” I’m grateful she was so well attended to in her last days. Your observation of the geography of your beloveds shoulder reminded me of a line from a song we used to listen to so often, ‘I was lost in the lakes, in the shapes your body makes’, it’s called Your Rocky Spine…

Falling into witnessing feels so sacred, and I feel you’ve captured that so perfectly here. How strange indeed, to live in a world, and to be, so paper-thin and ever changing… Laugh-crying might be the only appropriate response! Bless you for the ways you honour life with your noticing ♥️

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Beautiful beautiful beautiful! What a lovely and inspiring post. Such magical words are rare, you’re so talented 💕

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I loved reading this. Your writing is wonderful. And I know exactly how you feel. I have situation where I think afterwards, I should have paid more attention, listened more closely or being more in the moment. I think it's human. But being aware of it, can help us the next time we are in a similar situation.

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That first pic of your cat, so cozy. This has inspired me to sprinkle more cats pics in my posts haha, mine is also a light ginger 😊🐈

Love the pictures and your thoughts on photography as a portal to seeing and feeling more deeply. “If I have an impulse, listen to it”-That feeling, yes!

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I particularly love the anemone and tomatoes and the cat in the sun.

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So delicate and inspiring, both your writing and photography. Witnessing and goodbyes are at the core of my experience at the moment, which makes yours a beautiful echo, thank you.

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