tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923227172180591739.post836984538886750732..comments2023-10-30T02:30:51.588-08:00Comments on Alaskan in Cancerland: Fear is a SmokescreenEva Saulitishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07295484346734708766noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923227172180591739.post-17710972940454249912013-04-19T08:54:49.941-08:002013-04-19T08:54:49.941-08:00Profound words, Eva, from your beautiful guts. Tha...Profound words, Eva, from your beautiful guts. Thank you.<br />CBAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923227172180591739.post-59403091451040795332013-04-18T09:48:37.756-08:002013-04-18T09:48:37.756-08:00Thank you beautiful brave Sierra. Here's to a...Thank you beautiful brave Sierra. Here's to another day, which sure looks like a gift from my kitchen window ...Eva Saulitishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07295484346734708766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923227172180591739.post-11868182007733134382013-04-17T22:59:07.958-08:002013-04-17T22:59:07.958-08:00I couldn't sleep tonight. My own fears wiggled...I couldn't sleep tonight. My own fears wiggled wildly around my brain and tossed me out of bed. First read this, then get to writing, I thought. Now, tears of yes. Yes, I don't want to waste a minute and I have. Yes, the question of why and how? Now, thank you. Thank you for putting words to the ache in my gut. Thank you for untying a knot. As Sierra said so well, Thank you for living how you shall. It is right with the world. Amen. <br />Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13461105713673135257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923227172180591739.post-79376143980311012072013-04-17T22:28:40.312-08:002013-04-17T22:28:40.312-08:00"The meaning of life is to find your gift. Th..."The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away." Joy J. Golliver<br /><br />I can not say how you shall live, as you stated, that is you each of us to decide for ourselves each day we awake. I can say however, for me, it is your writing, your integrity, the beauty you add to my life through words and energy...the thoughts you provoke when I read these things and when I think of you. I rarely get to physically be around you, Eva, but you are present in my thoughts often. We can never understand how we affect those we have engaged with, both negatively or positively. I have for many years thought of your grace, your voice, your calm, your brilliance, your writing... nights that I had the privilege to talk with you as a teenager and how much you have shown me in life. You inspire so much of how I shall live and finally, finally, after surviving through life for so long, I am getting it. You have helped me do this, just by being Eva. I am not aware of a moment that you thought or said, 'Today I will inspire Sierra. Today I will show her the way.' I do not remember a single quote of what you have said to me either. I do remember being moved to tears at the love you gave to me at your book talk a few weeks ago. I do remember you smiling and encouraging my poetry in middle school. I do remember your Latvian eggs every Easter and I think fondly of your laughter. <br /><br />All you did was share your gift, your writing, your spirit, yourself.. and that has made all the difference to me. I hope that I can be so lucky, as to solicit so much growth, wisdom, safety and nurture into this world as you have in mine. <br /><br />Thank you, Eva, for living how you shall. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8923227172180591739.post-7102067208480464412013-04-17T21:16:34.440-08:002013-04-17T21:16:34.440-08:00Beautiful, again, just beautiful. Yes, I, too, am ...Beautiful, again, just beautiful. Yes, I, too, am on that look out for that second important day - why.Erinhttp://www.beingpoetry.netnoreply@blogger.com