tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post4324945789219164243..comments2024-02-22T13:10:05.327+02:00Comments on the floating bridge of dreams: the giftRoxanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-91596618071396112352012-03-28T08:52:19.573+03:002012-03-28T08:52:19.573+03:00oh, Deine kleine Prinzessin :-)! Das Bild ist wirk...oh, Deine kleine Prinzessin :-)! Das Bild ist wirklich sehr sehr schön und es ist schon wahre Kunst, ein Porträt zu entwerfen, das so rein in den Farben und so natürlich im Ausdruck erscheint. Ich bin wahrlich beeindruckt und berührt. Ich habe das Bild oft angesehen bevor ich hier endlich etwas sagte.... :-)!<br />Und die Blumen, die Farben, Erinnerungen, hoffnungsvolle Erinnerung... verzeih mir, all das will nicht so richtig zum Text passen, der so viel Verzweiflung in sich trägt... obschon, tiefe, feinfühlige, aus der Seele geführte Gedanken (und wie soll es ja anders sein bei Dir...).<br />Dir alles Liebste, ich wünsche Dir einen wunderschönen Tag und bis bald!<br />RenéeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-57498390089312810382012-03-26T20:58:16.759+03:002012-03-26T20:58:16.759+03:00thank you so much, all of you, dear friends, for b...thank you so much, all of you, dear friends, for being here and sharing these unique pink roses and white little stars with me, which, i have now found out, are called 'baby's breath' in english, how fitting!!! (one of the most astonishing coincidences ever). predictably, i don't have words to add to everything which has been said here, and to what has been only felt, in silence, with so much understanding, tenderness and closeness... <br /><br />thank you, again and again~Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14744287536426329556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-8250728608411836662012-03-24T18:03:34.266+02:002012-03-24T18:03:34.266+02:00am citit,si stiam,si se intampla la fel cu toate T...am citit,si stiam,si se intampla la fel cu toate Textele,cum spuneau si calugarii din filmuletul-acela:sa citesti este usor,sa intelegi...mai mult,intelegerea,cate etape parcurge,cate intelegeri,fiecare recitire are in ea o extinctie si o rememorare,fiecare imagine "explodeaza"intr-un roz care se simte mai pal,deci mai rafinat,sau mai ardent,deci la fel de adevarat.si,dupa ce am recitit,m-am dus la bucatarie,sa imi fac o cafea,mestecand cuvintele,intrebandu-ma ce voi scrie,uneori e atat de greu sa scrii.si soarele acoperise totul,farfuriile,masa,peste tot era un nimb fara bruscheti,dar,mai ales,luase foc,ca sa zic asa,un capac de metal,pus sa arda acolo,in soarele de la ora 6-si m-am gandit ca acesta este Trandafirul,ca toate contin in ele promisiuni de epifanii,desi acest cuvant face totul fad,prin numire,iar Clara a avut,ca intotdeauna,dreptate,explozia e gata sa se produca intotdeauna,nu conteaza ca mergi sa faci o cafea si te asteapta un vulcan.<br /><br />simulacrul pus in scena de gesturile unui copil-nu stiu ce imagine poate trezi mai mult freamat in " chipul lumii "Miriamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01601854700485778610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-12328797509755782012-03-23T21:12:06.899+02:002012-03-23T21:12:06.899+02:00J'aime beaucoup le commentaire de ffflaneur qu...J'aime beaucoup le commentaire de ffflaneur qui traduit bien mon ressenti également. Difficile pour moi d'y ajouter quelque chose, si ce n'est que tu te réinventes à chaque fois...c'est fabuleux ! Amitiés Roxana ♥Plum'https://www.blogger.com/profile/00782868815777642986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-28761048767367374312012-03-23T15:39:16.091+02:002012-03-23T15:39:16.091+02:00With such intensity of feeling, an explosion of ro...With such intensity of feeling, an explosion of rose petals is inevitable, with small white flowers settling like ash amidst the fallout.Lynne with an ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00320166770541319601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-24074965554859649042012-03-22T16:04:37.662+02:002012-03-22T16:04:37.662+02:00:: she has a point; so too you - are they are the ...:: she has a point; so too you - are they are the same, looked at from different sides?: in many ways we live two lives, one progresses from the child to the adult, the other travels in the opposite direction. You and she both get this - one starts with all the life in the world, yet no words; the other begins when all the words are old and life is newness no longer. ::<br /><br />You presently inhabit a portion of the intersection. <br /><br />:: smiling for you both ::Michael T Stowershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11883980637574300365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-15790931697163569112012-03-22T10:18:36.273+02:002012-03-22T10:18:36.273+02:00when there are no words left, and when explosion i...when there are no words left, and when explosion is not a option - eloquence still resides in pink roses!Ffflaneurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04697821220291240079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-54601817047279933022012-03-21T23:38:47.444+02:002012-03-21T23:38:47.444+02:00Your little girl is very intelligent and sensible!...Your little girl is very intelligent and sensible! I bet it was the most beautiful and fulfilling 8th of March ever! kisses for you and for your BBAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-65075776537018205672012-03-20T11:19:28.750+02:002012-03-20T11:19:28.750+02:00I went looking for an appropriate quote for this m...I went looking for an appropriate quote for this most-glorious of all posts. It is this:<br /><br />I cannot forget my mother. She is my bridge.<br />- <a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/Columnists/k-s/Renita-J-Weems.aspx" rel="nofollow">Renita Weems</a><br /><br />♥Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-28461523883484692552012-03-19T21:46:18.751+02:002012-03-19T21:46:18.751+02:00the last two posts are just so beautiful, what a g...the last two posts are just so beautiful, what a gift you are passing onto your secret girlMarion McCreadyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04657757253873577465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-89554196762255156412012-03-18T14:05:45.008+02:002012-03-18T14:05:45.008+02:00the tension, the painful desire to live, experienc...the tension, the painful desire to live, experience and name. it is impossible but it is the very tension that keeps us upright, humming as these beautiful (sometimes disfigured) sacs of energy.<br /><br />see? and with the first photograph i was thinking, this is roxana. this is roxana's way of being in the world, so distinct and identifiable. i don't think there is one person who comes here and experiences you who does not feel at least a fraction of what this child feels.<br /><br />xo<br />erinerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-40561902182245382392012-03-17T21:22:02.480+02:002012-03-17T21:22:02.480+02:00Extremely evocative words and images. Powerful and...Extremely evocative words and images. Powerful and yet subtle. This post is a gift, this whole blog is a gift...Stickup Artisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00028394186285973772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-83733889146018634862012-03-17T19:28:54.523+02:002012-03-17T19:28:54.523+02:00my beautiful friend, this is so incredibly beautif...my beautiful friend, this is so incredibly beautiful and poignant-you have brought us to the purest vision of love and beauty<br />and if I name you the goddess of dreams I name your daughter the princess of dreams- her powerful expression of love through words-I will always look after you<br />I will give you coughing syrup and wrap my shawl around your neck and I will tremble in the cold,-what beautiful powerful poetry and the boundary of her youthfulness dissolves in the magical air and she has lost her innocence in this moment she speaks as a mature exalted spirit and a wise philosopher of the springtime when the words can no longer bridge the blossoming springtime love it has to be something more beautiful like pink roses and the devout silence and the quiet explosion of love as she expressed herself<br />and in the first image the white flowers explode from the sky like the very last beautiful snowfall on earth of delicate springtime flowers because you have reached the ultimate beauty here.<br />I bow before the princess on the bridge<br />and I wish you ladies a Happy St. Patrick's Day!<br />could I possibly wish you any greater luck in love?I think not!<br />HUGs for your both.miraehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09074095581188053256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-1256295025487391502012-03-17T18:27:59.081+02:002012-03-17T18:27:59.081+02:00stunned ... silenced with awe, for her, for you, f...stunned ... silenced with awe, for her, for you, for this love :-)) ... any further words are useless, impossible ....James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-68455485506819374152012-03-17T17:41:13.870+02:002012-03-17T17:41:13.870+02:00One of the most poignant, painful, and sweet compo...One of the most poignant, painful, and sweet compositions you have ever done!!mythopolishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03164758700393086005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-14910012314005376432012-03-17T16:02:49.739+02:002012-03-17T16:02:49.739+02:00Je t'envoie toutes mes plus douces pensées Rox...Je t'envoie toutes mes plus douces pensées Roxana...<br />Les enfants sont les plus belles fleurs de nos jardins secrets...<br />J'ai ressenti une grande émotion a la lecture de ce texte ,l'amour d'un enfant est inconditionnel ,pur ,entier et si fort...<br />je t'embrasse avec toute ma tendresse et mon amitié..<br />Prend soin de toi...♥clohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06272849585220218544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-6897591444930717962012-03-17T15:19:30.432+02:002012-03-17T15:19:30.432+02:00(Impossible)(Impossible)Michael T Stowershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11883980637574300365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-36726162815276857662012-03-17T04:39:44.880+02:002012-03-17T04:39:44.880+02:00i won't comment on your gift since it is as fr...i won't comment on your gift since it is as fragile as a dew drop; it requires a solemn space uncluttered with words, for words are incapable of pinpointing the essence of a drumming heart.Prosperohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07114988815558549577noreply@blogger.com