How To Find Who You Are

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For me it is always
about color, about wind, about movement, about
sun, rain, storm, stars, soil, 
smells and sounds and yes.

You?

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  1. Ian HillOctober 8, 2013 at 12:41 AM

    Beautiful - thanks. For some reason it brought to mind this, from Rainer Maria Rilke:

    “Ah, not to be cut off,
    not through the slightest partition
    shut out from the law of the stars.
    The inner -- what is it?
    if not the intensified sky,
    hurled through with birds and deep
    with the winds of homecoming.”

    with all best wishes

    Ian

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    1. Emily BrisseOctober 10, 2013 at 10:09 AM

      I love Rilke, Ian. He always seems to inspire me. Thank you for sharing this.

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  2. Minnesota Prairie RootsOctober 8, 2013 at 8:43 AM

    For me, it has always been about the land and sky and wind stretching into forever. Can wind stretch into forever?

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    1. Emily BrisseOctober 10, 2013 at 10:11 AM

      Yes, and I say yes. Certainly there is some form of wind out there in the cosmos, small bits of matter spinning off of the planets' turning. I certainly hope so, anyway. Goodness. Here I am staring off into the sky again.

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  3. tinajoOctober 9, 2013 at 1:06 PM

    Too many things to count I think! Lovely post! :-)

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    1. Emily BrisseOctober 10, 2013 at 10:12 AM

      Thanks, Tinajo! (And that sounds like a good problem. :)

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  4. WildBillOctober 9, 2013 at 3:39 PM

    Others include texture, both real and perceived, intuition, knowledge, peeking to the other side where aren't in our comfort zones, and, of course, love.

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    1. Emily BrisseOctober 10, 2013 at 10:12 AM

      Of course. And I love that you bring up the multiple layers of texture. So true. Might just have to bring that up with my creative writing students tomorrow...!

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  5. shoreacresOctober 9, 2013 at 9:33 PM

    Above all else, for me it is "yes". And your "yes" reminded me of Molly Bloom's "yes", and all of the yeses that are yet to come to us in this world.

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    1. Emily BrisseOctober 10, 2013 at 10:16 AM

      It is perhaps my favorite word. I remember, years ago, learning that some mother named her child "Yes." I couldn't quite imagine doing that myself, but I do understand her impulse. If we say "yes" to life, how much more bountiful, how much more beautiful, life suddenly seems.

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  6. shoreacresJanuary 1, 2015 at 9:29 AM

    What a lovely reminder that some things don't change. Happy 2015!

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