Sunday, 28 March 2010

Talking To Myself

Fear not, this is not another sign of jinksy lunacy that has suddenly engulfed me. No, it simply means that occasionally, when I happen across something I wrote some time back, whether in a notebook, on a scrap of paper or amongst the pages of my blog, the words suddenly take on an extra depth of meaning. It's almost as though they belonged to somebody else, and I was reading them for the first time.

This happened again yesterday and today I want to let you read them too.

Time is the warp of life and our stories the weft which creates the fabric of our existence. A cloth woven in such a manner has to link us, as weavers, each one to the other, in a global tapestry.

26 comments:

  1. ...bits of others' lint blown into the pattern, adding contrast and texture...

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  2. Lovely, and it reminds me of a song we sometimes sing in church: "Weave, weave, weave us together, weave us together in a tapestry of Love."

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  3. We are all tied together that's for sure. I like the way you say it here.

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  4. I like that, being linked up with you all.

    Nuts in May

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  5. Well said, surely. It's important for us to see our interrelatedness with each other. What a great image you created to help see that.

    It's perhaps even more important to bear in mind that the human yarns in this most amazing tapestry of life must not snag or tug any harder on the far more numerous non-human threads. The tapestry of life is woven mostly with non human yarn.

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  6. I like the idea of being part of a Global Tapestry Jinksy - it is lovely to be back. Thanks for your good wishes when my back was troublesome.

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  7. What a wonderful verse. Love the concept.

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  8. Sounds like you surprised yourself with your own wisdom. Beautiful.

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  9. Talking to yourself? This speaks to all of us.

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  10. Love this, I have always known in some way we are all connected only you voiced it better.
    Happy Sunday.......:-) Hugs

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  11. Clever and true. Was this written before your blogging days? Just curious. :)

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  12. I have always said "warp and woof" -- Trusty old Wikipedia assures me that that phrase is an alternate of "warp and weft"....

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  13. I am proud to be woven together with you. Lovely.

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  14. Bravo!

    I, too, love going through old journals of mine -- sometimes wondering who that was...

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  15. Love this, Jinksy! I love reading your writing...
    I had a difficult time teaching my students the difference between 'warp' and 'weft'...so I used a little Daffy Duck on them: "weft" is weft to right... :))
    (Don't know why I thought I needed to weave that in there....teacher in me, I guess...sigh.)
    Love ya, my friend.
    Jackie

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  16. Penny, time and story woven appeals so greatly to me. I have to stop and think on this for a while. Time does a real number on my head lately, I'm afraid. It falls somewhere in between Makes Sense, to Ludicrous.

    xo
    erin
    (I love coming across those things familiar and yet removed!)

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  17. Penny, I know just what you mean about reading something we have written to find it unfamiliar - as if penned by another. I liken that to us talking to ourselves ... the deepest part of us is sending us outbound messages! I especially like this post.
    Lyn

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  18. It's funny you said this. Just the other day I was reading some assignments I'd been self conscious of. Reading them recently made me feel proud -- not even of myself, but of the mysterious author. My prose felt so alien to me. It's funny how no matter how much we write and for however long, we still feel somewhat detached from our writing voices.

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  19. I am glad you have resurrected these words. I have taken them for my own, i.e. copied and posted them into my own notebook (giving you due credit, natch)

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  20. Most nights I write a memo to myself for the morn ing, usually with a line or a phrase which has come to me that I might or might not use. Sometimes these memos survive and I come across them weeks, months or years later and think What the hell was that all about?

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  21. Pen, it's a lovely quote and all that and if you were the author of it, you oughta be proud of yourself! However, my real reason for coming here is to say that I love to see your comments littered here and there. Along with those of a few others, yours are the ones I anticipate with a certain amount of gleeful hand-rubbing.

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  22. Jinxy I LOVE the way you think. Oh so true, these words you recovered from the way back machine.

    This is why it's such a good idea to write things down. Beautiful!

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  23. Our church music has a variation of Pat-Arkansas which goes something like this Bind us together Lord, BInd us together Lord, Bind us to gether in Love.

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  24. I've re-read that three times, and it has delivered a different 'meaning' on each occasion.

    I shall now take myself off and ponder it some more, and if I use it as the intro to one of my posts I will certainly attribute it to 'Jinksy'.

    Let those who seek, find ...

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  25. about upur note///////bALDERDASH...LOVE THE PUTZ

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