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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Birdwings

 
 
Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror
up to where you are bravely working.

Expecting the worst, you look, and instead,
here's the joyful face you've been wanting to see.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.
If it were always a fist or always stretched open,
you would be paralysed.

Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding,
the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated
as birdwings.
 
~Rumi 

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09.11.01
Always remember.
Never forget.
Life goes on. 
 

7 comments:

  1. Thank you for the gentle reminder, Rumi seems very appropriate today. I remember the day well, I arrived to work in the morning and my employers were already seeing it happen on the television. It was surreal and sickening.

    Your earrings are fabulous, and of course I'm having Earwire Envy!! Something else to do with my gigantic collection of seed beads....Thanks, as ever, for the inspiration!

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  2. Beautiful earrings! I love what you did with the wires too :)

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  3. So beautiful! I love the birds, are they metal? Did you paint them? I have never seen ear wires like that could you possible share how you did those? Lol, I am a very inquisitive mermaid.

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  4. Beautiful beautiful earrings Erin!!!! Did you make those bird dangles yourself?

    I also remember that day very vividly. One week before we had bought a new TV AND and a pregnancy test also. We carried the very heavy TV (not a flat screen) up 4 stairs to our flat (it didn't fit in the lift) and then I took the test. Which was positive. :-)

    The new TV demanded a new bench, so hence, on the 11th we went to IKEA. No TV's were on there, apart from of course in the TV bench department. I was looking at some shelfs when Mark came and told me that something weird was going on. This was around 3 o'clock Swedish time. And Sweden is 6 hours ahead of the US east coast. Mark said they were showing very strange scary photage from New York. It looked like a dooms day film or something. Was it for real? Was it really CNN we were watching? It was dead quiet were we sat, only about 8 or 10 of us, just staring with empty eyes. A famous Swedish TV news presenter happened to be there too. I think we sat there for a couple of hours or so. Then we left. It was an surreal feeling since we understood that most people we passed on our way was completely unaware of what was going on. And also we didn't really understand. I just wanted to get back home and watch the Swedish news. I had a little baby in my tummy, and the world was going completely crazy.

    A very beautiful poem. Thanks!

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  5. Beautiful poem, so appropriate for today. On a lighter note, the earrings are fantastic!

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  6. Exquisite earrings and a very lovely poem. As always, Erin, you bring something unusual and creative to everything you touch.

    moushka

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  7. Beautiful. Your jewelry and sharing that quotation from Rumi.

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