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	<title>Comments on: What remained</title>
	<link>http://cauldron.firetree.net/journey/what-remained/</link>
	<description>cooking up a tasty life</description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 01:53:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Liz</title>
		<link>http://cauldron.firetree.net/journey/what-remained/#comment-148</link>
		<dc:creator>Liz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 17:24:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I really enjoyed reading all this.  It's really hard to sit still and listen in this frenetic life.  I'll look forward to hearing of your journey.  Sometimes I go out into my garden in the morning so I shall think of you when I do. Against what our world generally believes, it increasingly seems to me that it is possible to make connections with people in such ways (though physical presence is nice and for me, necessary. My neighbour's apple tee is coming into flower reminding me of the beauty that exists in this world - albeit transient.  
It also reminds me that this transience need not be a cause for grief as I struggle somewhat with my own aging processes.

Blessings.

Liz</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I really enjoyed reading all this.  It&#8217;s really hard to sit still and listen in this frenetic life.  I&#8217;ll look forward to hearing of your journey.  Sometimes I go out into my garden in the morning so I shall think of you when I do. Against what our world generally believes, it increasingly seems to me that it is possible to make connections with people in such ways (though physical presence is nice and for me, necessary. My neighbour&#8217;s apple tee is coming into flower reminding me of the beauty that exists in this world - albeit transient.<br />
It also reminds me that this transience need not be a cause for grief as I struggle somewhat with my own aging processes.</p>
<p>Blessings.</p>
<p>Liz</p>
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