Weave your story
with mine,
and we will never
live alone.
Copyright 2021 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: If you have time, watch the incandescent poem below, the inspiration for my poem, found when I went looking for wind and waves. At this time of too many divisions, let’s remember the past and honor each others’ stories. We need to unite, fight the virus, not each other.
Oral Traditions
— William Nu’Utupu Giles and Travis T.
21 thoughts on “Healing”
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YOWZA-!
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Was that for my poem or for Oral Traditions by William Nu’Utupu Giles and Travis T?
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I LIKE TO THINK IT WAS FOR YOUR POEM! 😀
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🙂 Thanks then!
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YOU, BRENDA, ART AN FRUITFUL PLANT, YIELDING FRUIT FOR ALL SEASONS! 😀
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Beautiful!
Where is that shoreline?
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West Dennis, MA on Cape Cod. A beautiful, long beach.
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Great poem and that’s the right approach: fight the virus, not each other.
Somewhere along the way, lots of people got lost and became too confused to see what this situation is about.
I’m happy to see you’re doing very well!
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Likewise, Inese. I hope your health is improving, and your art is flourishing.
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Your words are beautiful, Brenda.
Your photo is wonderful.
The video is immense, and inspirational.
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The video is so moving, so visceral. One of those points of view that are capable of changing hearts.
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Oh, and thanks for stopping by!
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Always a pleasure, Brenda.
It is often forgotten that ‘ethnic cleansing’ and cultural suppression, including the Gaelic language, took place in the Scottish Highlands following the 1745 Jacobite Rebellion.
And this by the government of what was already a ‘United’ Kingdom.
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I can’t forget why the Irish and Scottish diaspora took place since my husband and I are products of it. Sometimes people’s anger goes back centuries. I’m still not sure if that’s useful or not, rational or not. But it is.
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Beautiful blog
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Thanks!
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Imagine,
weaving stories,
never being,
alone.
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Good poem, Cindy. I’m glad your stories have woven with mine, flowers, words, wisdom and friendship.
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oh, do i love this!
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Thanks, Beth. I’m glad we’ve woven our stories together. 🙂
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Me too –
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