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May 19, 2010
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Fantastic Nancilee, How perfect to bring your Blog out when we are all in need of inspiration as only you can give us. Scientific and psychological approaches are always welcome to those of us that want Nancilee’s “Cutting Edge Technology” to bring us up to the minute on the latest Pyramid Feng Shui. Do appreciate practical cures so much as well. Your “Cures” Book brought me initially to your unique wisdom of the art of Feng Shui and all of the other benefits I have experienced since 2000 when I became a huge fan of Pyramid Feng Shui. Thank you so much for your teachings, your leadings, your sharings of the knowledge and for all of the future Pyramid Feng Shui I know you will be exposing us to with this Blog. I applaud your momentary “finger on the pulse” of all Feng Shui solutions, but especially at this challenging time in our Country and our economy. Thank you Nancilee. I appreciate you leading the way to a Feng Shui Recovery.
A Pyramid Feng Shui Devotee….Alex Shaw
Comment by Alex Shaw — May 21, 2010 @ 8:37 pm
Hi Nancilee,
You were in my bookstore a few weeks back and I said I’d send you an Alison Luterman and a Mary Oliver poem. Here are two of my favorites:
On Not Flying To Hawaii
I could be the waitress
in the airport restaurant
full of tired cigarette smoke and unseeing tourists.
I could turn into the never-noticed landscape
hanging identically in all the booths
or the customer behind the Chronicle
who has been giving advice about stock portfolios for forty years.
I could be his mortal weariness,
his discarded sports section, his smoldering ashtray.
I could be the 70-year-old woman who has never seen Hawaii,
touching her red lipstick and sprayed hair.
I could enter the linen dress
that poofs around her body like a bridesmaid,
or become her gay son
sitting opposite her, stirring another sugar
into his coffee for lack of something true to say.
I could be the reincarnated soul of the composer
of the Muzak that plays relentlessly overhead,
or the factory worker who wove this fake Oriental carpet,
or the hushed shoes of the busboy.
But I don’t want to be the life of anything in this pitstop.
I want to go to Hawaii, the wet, hot
impossible place in my heart that knows just what it desires.
I want money, I want candy.
I want sweet ukelele music and birds who drop from the sky.
I want to be the volcano who lavishes
her boiling rock soup love on everyone,
and I want to be the lover
of volcanos, who loves best what burns her as it flows.
Alison Luterman
Morning Poem by Mary Oliver
Every morning
the world
is created.
Under the orange
sticks of the sun
the heaped
ashes of the night
turn into leaves again
and fasten themselves to the high branches —
and the ponds appear
like black cloth
on which are painted islands
of summer lilies.
If it is your nature
to be happy
you will swim away along the soft trails
for hours, your imagination
alighting everywhere.
And if your spirit
carries within it
the thorn
that is heavier than lead —
if it’s all you can do
to keep on trudging —
there is still
somewhere deep within you
a beast shouting that the earth
is exactly what it wanted —
each pond with its blazing lilies
is a prayer heard and answered
lavishly,
every morning,
whether or not
you have ever dared to be happy,
whether or not
you have ever dared to pray.
Nancilee,
It was so nice talking to you. Your entire being radiated love. So very nice. I hope you are enjoying Chautauqua.
Holly Richardson
Off the Beaten Path Bookstore
Lakewood, NY 14750
Comment by Holly Richardson — August 25, 2010 @ 4:43 pm