snowflakes on the sill
ghosts from a different life whisper in my thoughts, asking most excellent questions while transporting me to assorted whens and wheres and whoms of then. i close my eyes, and i am there again, as ever, where i never really entirely left. i open my eyes, and the work continues, temptation's coquettish laughter competing for my resolving attention ( Read more... )
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The kind words spoken to us have a direct effect on us, just as color affects our eyes directly. The love living in the other’s soul is borne into your soul on the wings of the words.
realizing that living with the other people around us means living with their souls. We live with the souls of others just as we live with colors and sounds.
Anyone who does not realize this knows absolutely nothing of our inner life.
It is very important to understand these things.
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rudolf_Steiner
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