Such change between the me I was and the me I am, once year apart. Here it is only 2 pm and I’m finding it hard to keep my eyes open. Post covid is a thing, and I’m in it. But in case you have some energy to read what I said then, here I am once more. Welcome.
Good morning good folk. A dear friend who was going to drop by and share some work today has had a family emergency. I pray all will be well with them and that they can return one day to be with us.
(I’ve been giving some thought to a regular poetry party here at Buddy Breathing; what do you think?)
I hope you’ve been enjoying the daily visits with so many beautiful and inspiring people? I’ve intentionally steered away from any sense of promotion as I wanted to honour each guest as a person, and to simply sit and spend a little time getting to know their hearts. Please jump in on the comments and let me know how it’s been for you. Let me know if you want to come by one day and share too.
You heard from me once before this month, and here we are…
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