“Breathe and let be.” Jon Cabat-Zinn
Of Threads The point at which the moment disappeared is lost to me, all that lingers is the feeling of threads slipping, loosing, releasing me into a floating drift in a space between where I stretched out across the sky so lightly that the stars passed through me as intangible procession, and as the last thread unwound I found myself beyond myself, I found myself true. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Easiest GF DF recipes that ANYONE can prepare. No BS.
Gonna fill this page with breathings of my heart 💞
Welcome to my personal blog site. I see myself as a free thinker, life explorer, and wisdom collector. Some of my favorite subjects are psychology, philosophy, relationships, society, reading, writing, technology, and lifestyle.
Climate Change
this love fairy fell in love with her ghost
A Love Affair With The Past
Writing, blogging, journaling
Tales from the Life of a Lost Soul
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Beautiful poem, Paul! I found it very relatable. 🙂 All the best! Cheryl
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I love it when someone finds resonance, so glad it was relatable, thank you Cheryl.
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“the sky so lightly that the stars
passed through me as
intangible procession” such profound lines. Sometimes we are in such a state when nothing affect you in any manner. Suspended between the state of dream and realities, life enters a different dimension.
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It does, it does, thank you for drawing that out Megha, love your response.
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An experience I can only dream of . . .
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But you’re on that road I’m sure.
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Not at the moment. But it is a road I’ll return to.
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I hope so and soon 🙂
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Have you enjoyed Jill Bolte Taylor’s TED Talk “My Stroke of Insight”? It’ll make you amazed and happy 😊
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No I haven’t but now I’m intrigued and I must indeed watch that, thanks for the heads up.
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Very deep!!
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Thank you Nalini, appreciate your thought.
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I’m feeling lightly blown away…
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🙂
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It’s not easy though.
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No, it sure isn’t. But it becomes more familiar.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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🙂
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Oh yes, another great one, Paul! Thank you for sharing. Have a beautiful week! Michael
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I hope you have the same Michael, thank you.
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🙂🙂
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Love the last two lines….
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That means a lot, thank you, those lines mean much.
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