Comments on: The Dreams of Your Body http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/ Transformative Living through Contemplative & Expressive Arts Sat, 13 Mar 2010 00:00:52 -0800 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Re-read, digest, and reflect on … « Closely Observed http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/comment-page-1/#comment-5524 Re-read, digest, and reflect on … « Closely Observed Wed, 03 Oct 2007 18:38:58 +0000 http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/#comment-5524 [...] …oyster shells and humpback whales [...] [...] …oyster shells and humpback whales [...]

]]> By: Christine http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/comment-page-1/#comment-5477 Christine Tue, 02 Oct 2007 21:28:11 +0000 http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/#comment-5477 Tim, you ask some very powerful questions in your comment. Thank you for sharing those. You are most welcome yolanda, isn't the NW the most beautiful place? Suz, I really resonate with your experience of illness, I have gone through similar times and clarity is certainly one of the gifts of living with limitation. You're welcome Sally. Travel always gets me too Eileen. Thanks so much for the award! :-) I am honored. Tim, you ask some very powerful questions in your comment. Thank you for sharing those.

You are most welcome yolanda, isn’t the NW the most beautiful place?

Suz, I really resonate with your experience of illness, I have gone through similar times and clarity is certainly one of the gifts of living with limitation.

You’re welcome Sally.

Travel always gets me too Eileen. Thanks so much for the award! :-) I am honored.

]]> By: eileen (the dream) http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/comment-page-1/#comment-5476 eileen (the dream) Tue, 02 Oct 2007 20:19:30 +0000 http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/#comment-5476 My body is singing for me to sleep ... after an action-packed trip and a bit of jetlag. Of course, I did way too much yesterday and I am paying the price today. So I long for sleep. Humpback whales - the gentle giants. How I would love to swim along with them. Maybe I will tonight - in my dreams. Oh, btw, I nominated you for a blogger award. Come on over and check it out. My body is singing for me to sleep … after an action-packed trip and a bit of jetlag. Of course, I did way too much yesterday and I am paying the price today. So I long for sleep. Humpback whales – the gentle giants. How I would love to swim along with them. Maybe I will tonight – in my dreams.

Oh, btw, I nominated you for a blogger award. Come on over and check it out.

]]> By: sally http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/comment-page-1/#comment-5460 sally Tue, 02 Oct 2007 15:06:52 +0000 http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/#comment-5460 Thank you for this Christine- it is beautiful Thank you for this Christine- it is beautiful

]]> By: Suz http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/comment-page-1/#comment-5435 Suz Mon, 01 Oct 2007 23:14:49 +0000 http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/#comment-5435 Christine...Thank you!!! What a profound post! I have read it three times now and have a hard time answering because it was so personal and profound. When I became very sick ten years ago, I was on the verge of life "happening." Well, my plans were dashed and life changed drastically. Two years bedridden, several more in a wheelchair and now I am gradually finding a new life. So the phrase that popped out for me was.... "I know several lives worth living" I was having coffee several weeks ago and my friend said to me, "There are many ways to live a life." Similar... I am gradually adjusting to this new, slower way. I have learned a lot. Christine…Thank you!!! What a profound post! I have read it three times now and have a hard time answering because it was so personal and profound.

When I became very sick ten years ago, I was on the verge of life “happening.” Well, my plans were dashed and life changed drastically. Two years bedridden, several more in a wheelchair and now I am gradually finding a new life. So the phrase that popped out for me was….

“I know several lives worth living”

I was having coffee several weeks ago and my friend said to me, “There are many ways to live a life.” Similar…

I am gradually adjusting to this new, slower way. I have learned a lot.

]]> By: yolanda http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/comment-page-1/#comment-5430 yolanda Mon, 01 Oct 2007 21:11:28 +0000 http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/#comment-5430 I loved this post.The photo is gorgeous and is much like the Coast Range views I have here in Oregon.Your words along with Mary Oliver's today was what I needed to hear. Thanks. I loved this post.The photo is gorgeous and is much like the Coast Range views I have here in Oregon.Your words along with Mary Oliver’s today was what I needed to hear. Thanks.

]]> By: Timothy Moody http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/comment-page-1/#comment-5429 Timothy Moody Mon, 01 Oct 2007 20:21:40 +0000 http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2007/10/01/the-dreams-of-your-body/#comment-5429 Another beautiful, thoughtful post. Mary Oliver's poem is lovely, and your commentary, so insightful. Why are we so obsessed with our bodies? Mine is aging and I too often worry over its signs of the weary days I have absorbed. I keep seeing my elderly, frail father, now gone, in the mirror. We were not close, although he was a gentle person. His indifference, however, was such a wall to climb over. Am I fearful that I too carry some of that awful distance in me towards the people I love? That I am becoming smaller, disappearing, as Dad seemed to do? Perhaps. But I hope not. I do, though, need to listen to my body's songs, and not the silent weeping I seem to often hear. Another beautiful, thoughtful post. Mary Oliver’s poem is lovely, and your commentary, so insightful. Why are we so obsessed with our bodies? Mine is aging and I too often worry over its signs of the weary days I have absorbed. I keep seeing my elderly, frail father, now gone, in the mirror. We were not close, although he was a gentle person. His indifference, however, was such a wall to climb over. Am I fearful that I too carry some of that awful distance in me towards the people I love? That I am becoming smaller, disappearing, as Dad seemed to do? Perhaps. But I hope not. I do, though, need to listen to my body’s songs, and not the silent weeping I seem to often hear.

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