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Voicelessness and Emotional Survival Message Board / Re: Friendship Moments: good or bad
« Last post by Hopalong on March 08, 2026, 05:19:42 PM »Love the wisdom of not "starting a story," Lighter. Thanks for that. As if I haven't been telling the Poet story nonstop for quite a while! But I can see the sky through your associating clarity with not doing the story. Clarity is peace, innit? A bit of blue opens up.
Won't have any iris news for a while, as Abdalla is very worried about his family members trapped in the war in the ME. (He's Somalian but his wife is from the ME, I understand.) His texts are blowing up with their fear and entrapment. How awful. He assures me he'll get to me, and I trust that.
My friend who's offered the irises will dig them up anyway, as rhizomes can last a long time in a box. These are lightish pinks and yellows. In the front yard I've got mostly white, with clusters of purples and an unusual, beautiful bronze that came from dividing I did a long time ago with a church-garden friend. I'm happy to just have irises of any color at all, as my artist ex convinced me that nature loves color wherever/how it happens, not always scripted or controlled.
Amber, I'll always be grateful for your analytical mind chiming in, and that was a great piece of perspective. Yup, gotta center my own feelings lately, to make headway.
I'm struggling with spring lethargy, mindful its nasty cousin could become depression. So getting into motion to accomplish the basics, the very basics of home hygiene, is a very embarrassing mountain to start climbing. But I gotta.
hugs
Hops
Won't have any iris news for a while, as Abdalla is very worried about his family members trapped in the war in the ME. (He's Somalian but his wife is from the ME, I understand.) His texts are blowing up with their fear and entrapment. How awful. He assures me he'll get to me, and I trust that.
My friend who's offered the irises will dig them up anyway, as rhizomes can last a long time in a box. These are lightish pinks and yellows. In the front yard I've got mostly white, with clusters of purples and an unusual, beautiful bronze that came from dividing I did a long time ago with a church-garden friend. I'm happy to just have irises of any color at all, as my artist ex convinced me that nature loves color wherever/how it happens, not always scripted or controlled.
Amber, I'll always be grateful for your analytical mind chiming in, and that was a great piece of perspective. Yup, gotta center my own feelings lately, to make headway.
I'm struggling with spring lethargy, mindful its nasty cousin could become depression. So getting into motion to accomplish the basics, the very basics of home hygiene, is a very embarrassing mountain to start climbing. But I gotta.
hugs
Hops
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