tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1259078289250849547.post5642301931661866248..comments2023-06-14T08:14:17.367-07:00Comments on born of the sea: as tears dissolve on thy lipsBorn of the Seahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08853826260877816533noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1259078289250849547.post-66480344827985241002010-04-16T15:48:08.842-07:002010-04-16T15:48:08.842-07:00Wow that is a great quote. I just saw this comment...Wow that is a great quote. I just saw this comment. I am sorry I did not respond sooner. I really love the part about "how the ground could eat her pain, as is only right, for real human beings do this or be ill for not doing so." That is so true and so beautiful. Thanks for reading the blog. It means a lot! <3Born of the Seahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08853826260877816533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1259078289250849547.post-16553093421021334942010-04-08T14:40:03.307-07:002010-04-08T14:40:03.307-07:00Hey girl,
I was just looking through your blog,its...Hey girl,<br />I was just looking through your blog,its so beautiful and so personal too, I enjoy reading the things you write, here is a passage from my Secrets of the Talking Jaguar book, this paragraph is about tears.<br /><br /> One of our passengers, a copper-faced Mazatec woman with a handsome gabacha (apron), began to weep and wail, as she had recognized a relative amongst the dead. Though she flung herself at the bus door to leave, the bus driver refused to release her to the pandemonium and confusion of the crowd. Eventually several other woman and a handsome old Ladino took her into their arms as she flailed and convulsed, weeping and slobbering onto the floor, infected by the weighty force of her heartfelt grief and hopelessness. She tried to fight herself back to the earth where her tears would feed life and the ground could eat her pain, as is only right, for real human beings must do this or be ill for not doing so.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02899141494232261236noreply@blogger.com