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	<title>Comments on: Poetry and the pelvic bowl</title>
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		<title>By: Jeanne Guy</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jeanne Guy]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 28 May 2013 17:26:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You and your words, nothing better. I read the Shepherd article in The Sun when it arrived and used his belly brain philosophy in my last retreat as an approach or process to being present. It was remarkable. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. I&#039;ll look forward to sharing another hug in the near future.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You and your words, nothing better. I read the Shepherd article in The Sun when it arrived and used his belly brain philosophy in my last retreat as an approach or process to being present. It was remarkable. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. I&#8217;ll look forward to sharing another hug in the near future.</p>
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		<title>By: Hall Hammond</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 01:25:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I read this remarkable piece, I tried to come up with a word and the only one that arose was &quot;grace,&quot; a condition I have experienced but which always contains a lot of mystery. I also realized that I could never write a piece like yours, as I have not experienced the pain and loss you have endured and over which you have somehow prevailed. Thanks. Hall]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I read this remarkable piece, I tried to come up with a word and the only one that arose was &#8220;grace,&#8221; a condition I have experienced but which always contains a lot of mystery. I also realized that I could never write a piece like yours, as I have not experienced the pain and loss you have endured and over which you have somehow prevailed. Thanks. Hall</p>
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		<title>By: Susan B</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 02:13:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[heather, dearest, how sweet it is to read you--and in such masterful, moving form.  god knew what s/he was doing on that admissions committee.  thank god for you.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>heather, dearest, how sweet it is to read you&#8211;and in such masterful, moving form.  god knew what s/he was doing on that admissions committee.  thank god for you.</p>
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		<title>By: Tom M.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 23:24:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Heather  -  Thank you, thank you, thank you.  This is marvelous writing that makes me feel grateful to be alive and in wonder of the world.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Heather  &#8211;  Thank you, thank you, thank you.  This is marvelous writing that makes me feel grateful to be alive and in wonder of the world.</p>
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		<title>By: kathryn miller anderson</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 19:21:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sweet Heather, thank you for bringing tears of joy to me by reading your beautiful words. In awe, Kathryn]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sweet Heather, thank you for bringing tears of joy to me by reading your beautiful words. In awe, Kathryn</p>
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		<title>By: Susan Farrimond</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 17:21:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dearest Heather,
Gee, I feel smart after reading your lovely, thought-provoking words about our two brains. I think I followed you all the way through, and it makes me feel like a grown-up. I have always been in awe of the evident intelligence that you and Martin toss around like a volleyball. As you know I often dwell in La-La-Land, where reality is only a seven-letter word. I try to find the happy trails of Roy Rogersville, which makes for a false, rose-colored garden that I surround myself with. We all get feelings about situations and often jump to conclusions based on those feelings. I am particularly bad about judging people by my “gut feelings” about them. Maybe I should listen to my head a little more. Often your mother and I had the same reactions to people and places. Your dad, in turn, thought we were a little wacky. However, we were usually right but not 100 percent. I’m way off the track now when I get to analyzing the past. Love to you, Susan]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dearest Heather,<br />
Gee, I feel smart after reading your lovely, thought-provoking words about our two brains. I think I followed you all the way through, and it makes me feel like a grown-up. I have always been in awe of the evident intelligence that you and Martin toss around like a volleyball. As you know I often dwell in La-La-Land, where reality is only a seven-letter word. I try to find the happy trails of Roy Rogersville, which makes for a false, rose-colored garden that I surround myself with. We all get feelings about situations and often jump to conclusions based on those feelings. I am particularly bad about judging people by my “gut feelings” about them. Maybe I should listen to my head a little more. Often your mother and I had the same reactions to people and places. Your dad, in turn, thought we were a little wacky. However, we were usually right but not 100 percent. I’m way off the track now when I get to analyzing the past. Love to you, Susan</p>
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		<title>By: Joybells</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 16:18:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wow. Just, wow. Thank you, my dear friend. This is as beautiful a thing as I have read in a very long time.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow. Just, wow. Thank you, my dear friend. This is as beautiful a thing as I have read in a very long time.</p>
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