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Hi.: Hi. Thank you for responding. Did you have a chance to read anything I have done? Curious to hear what you think. You're a very good writer if you don't mind me saying so. I would like to chat more, but I see by your name this is not a good time. What? Amy Sisson Riberdy = Amy is in bed, ssorry. You need to do something about that extra s. It's messing the whole thing up!              

Absolutely. People hear only: Absolutely. People hear only what they want to hear so they don’t become uncomfortable. Thanks for the comment

I'm so glad you brought back: I'm so glad you brought back this treasure and shared it like water in the desert. I wanted to cheer at the end of every life-altering line in your brilliant, condensed life manual that pretty much sums up my personal curriculum (not always easily learned) in the last few years.   And the title: you couldn't have found a better fit.   With sparkling dexterity of language, you invited me to take another crash course in what is most important and return to my true self.   Thank you, poetic sage.  

Thank you: How kind of you to comment on this piece. Perhaps it is alsotime for me to read yours

very beautiful :     To soar above the burning pain of loss and to remain intact   To waltz with sylphs, adorned in white frost floating – light as air amid diamond studded trees – glistening in the heavens   It is quite the image to behold.   A very beautiful one.   And a very lovely tribute – to your mom.     And I read it, while listening to the sonata https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4591dCHe_sE          

  I don’t know if it’s:   I don’t know if it’s something in our blood, because we are of an older generation… or because we simply live in a time, with very little reflection of the moment or the previous moment.   But it seems there is something lost in the translation of things these days.   And I’m not talking about the grand/magnificent things… but the little simple moments that string our lives together… and the joy of recalling those simple moments… those little joys of discovery…   like that time we talked about ham radios, and the days of there being a Radio Shack in every town… back when people collected and assembled and erected equipment and towers – just to communicate with one another…   and nowadays we have communication technology that we couldn’t even of dreamed of… and yet that Science-fiction/discovery-feeling of reaching out into the void – the Outer Limits – The Twilight Zone – just to connect with other souls – seems nearly absent.   And I wonder where it went.   Because I would certainly like to see a revival of that sort of spirit… especially in regard to poetry and science and discovery… and just open soul to soul communication in general… without a flick left or flick right two second hook… just because it’s better – for a human world.