Late Bloom…

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  1. Hi Gayle,

    Beautifully written!!

    Love reading what you write. You are very gifted. Love all your photos too.

    So glad we are neighbors and friends.

    Looking forward to seeing you and being with you tomorrow.

    Thank you for sharing your wonderful thoughts.

    Love, Sandy 💕

    Sent from my iPhone

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  2. I love this, Gayle. Loved the looking back, which resonated especially today as I am just returned from a looking-back trip to the Black Belt South–Atlanta, Montgomery, Birmingham. Our journey into African American history evoked so many questions and conversations with my partner. What did we know and when did we know it about the lives of those who lived outside our circle of white safety and comfort? What were the masks (and blinders) that we wore without knowing it?

    And I loved hearing about the turn you’re taking, moving on “to new scripts” and to Ross Gay and new delights. Our trip also took this turn. On our last day–after a week of bearing witness to stories of hundreds of years of horrific violence and met with unbelievable courage–we walked in Birmingham’s Ruffner Mountain Nature Preserve, a 1,000 acre forest oasis in downtown Birmingham. A perfect space to slow down a la Ross Gay and remember that humans can and do create beauty and opportunities for delight where once a mountain was destroyed by mining.

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    1. Thanks so much Anita, for not only always reading my posts, but contemplating them and entering in the conversation. Yes, I agree, looking back brings very many questions. Which is wonderful because at long last the conversation is coming out into the open air, slowly and stumblingly, but def. coming out! xoxo, g

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  3. I admire your honesty and your skill in expressing your thought-driven emotions. It’s refreshing that someone can be real AND optimistic in a time like this. Thank you.

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    1. Thank you, dear onewithclay. I’m not sure how optimistic I am, but I try not to believe the various stories fear (my own or that of others) drives. I know change is always possible, so that helps me hold hope, for my own becoming as well as for all of us. But it is a rocky and difficult road, and I know that too. Thank you for reading my post, and for your warm comment! xo, g.

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