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if we didn’t have the dark woods, would we notice the beauty of the light woods? maybe both are a blessing?

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Madrigal is the name of a village in Spain where I lived off-grid. Surrounding my property was a dark wood, which I slowly cleared of all the fallen and dead wood, keeping me warm all through my first winter there..... the following spring was glorious and early. By the end of March the floor of the previously dark wood was alive with dappled light, wild flowers and a natural spring had reactivated. This poem took me back to that precious memory. Thanks.

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Beautiful. Thank you.

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Dec 25, 2022·edited Dec 25, 2022Liked by Celia Farber

Thank you for sharing. It looks like these end of times finally forces people to face themselves and all the lies in their lives... Otherwise, beauty would have already lost its audience.

As my present, please, check out Felix Kemp's performance:

https://rayhorvaththesource.substack.com/p/my-christmas-present-for-my-readers

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Dec 25, 2022Liked by Celia Farber

“Even in your darkest hour, I will never abandon you.” ~ Krishna

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Dec 25, 2022Liked by Celia Farber

No mud, no lotus. I believe we are entering the time of the lotus. Thank you Celia for all your poignant writing.

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Dec 25, 2022Liked by Celia Farber

this brought a tear to my eye. what a beautiful little piece ! thanks for posting

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Dec 25, 2022Liked by Celia Farber

yes.

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Dec 25, 2022Liked by Celia Farber

That is just beautiful. Thank-you for posting it for us all.

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Dec 27, 2022Liked by Celia Farber

I love this

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💕

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gosh you guys we could easily have a Tranströmer poem daily here. I didn't realize how much you all would like it. But why wouldn't you? Ok, more Tranströmer in 2023!

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