tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879615387850345622.post7125723575424493761..comments2023-07-17T23:10:02.228+10:00Comments on Discombobula: Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01122659239039900398noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879615387850345622.post-37798926213204819262012-12-19T12:33:16.319+11:002012-12-19T12:33:16.319+11:00Trying harder is often not helpful. This entire su...Trying harder is often not helpful. This entire summer, I have been struggling and trying harder and harder to make something work (relational in nature). Finally, I realized the other day that the reason this has been getting harder and harder was that I was trying too hard. I was able to let up and things have gotten easier. Much.ErinWordnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879615387850345622.post-81971230548097160312012-08-22T17:20:49.581+10:002012-08-22T17:20:49.581+10:00You'd think it would be easier to recognise, w...You'd think it would be easier to recognise, wouldn't you? I mean, what's not good about the situation where you're trying to hard, and the remedy is to ease up a bit? Quite a tasty dose of medicine; goes down pretty well when you're actually in the midst of practising it. GETTING to that point, clambering over the fears, is the difficult part. I'm so glad you realised you were trying too hard :)susieq777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879615387850345622.post-65285992273509628822012-08-22T01:55:07.391+10:002012-08-22T01:55:07.391+10:00Trying harder is often not helpful. This entire su...Trying harder is often not helpful. This entire summer, I have been struggling and trying harder and harder to make something work (relational in nature). Finally, I realized the other day that the reason this has been getting harder and harder was that I was trying too hard. I was able to let up and things have gotten easier. Much.ErinWordnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879615387850345622.post-49990078162631143492012-08-16T15:08:54.014+10:002012-08-16T15:08:54.014+10:00Thank you, Harry. I am so out of faith, I don'...Thank you, Harry. I am so out of faith, I don't know if there is any essence that is going to be left. Of course, that's just a feeling. But I'm so tired. I shall have to fly on your faith instead.susieq777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879615387850345622.post-87260828824406287932012-08-16T15:08:03.246+10:002012-08-16T15:08:03.246+10:00I love comments where I don't know what to say...I love comments where I don't know what to say in response. Thanks, Sarah. This poem is just wonderfulsusieq777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879615387850345622.post-86540182680301641202012-08-15T23:22:38.099+10:002012-08-15T23:22:38.099+10:00Fascinated by HR's comments — it does sound li...Fascinated by HR's comments — it does sound like you've spun this round to the point of creating an effervescence, and because superb the writing, maybe an evanescence —<br /><br />A Route of <br />Evanescence<br />With a revolving<br />Wheel —<br />A Resonance <br />of Emerald —<br />A Rush of<br />Cochineal —<br />And every<br />Blossom on the<br />Bush<br />Adjusts it's<br />tumbled Head —<br />The Mail from <br />Tunis, probably,<br />An easy<br />Morning's Ride —<br /><br />How about this poem by Emily Dickinson about the Hummingbird — the way she actually penned it on paper — maybe your state of being — it fits, and like your writing, Dickinson often messes up the rhymes to throw off tiresome expectations. The "Mail from Tunis" is a reference to Shakespeare, where it says that some place or other is so far away (so profound), that a letter from there would need to use the sun as mail-carrier.Sarah Whitworthnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879615387850345622.post-48675211239560736502012-08-15T16:46:32.675+10:002012-08-15T16:46:32.675+10:00More junk rising up, only to evaporate, leaving Es...More junk rising up, only to evaporate, leaving Essence of Susie. I look forward to more of the fragrance:)Harry Rileyhttp://twitter.com/MysticBritnoreply@blogger.com