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		<title>By: Laser Light To Hold Matter Together</title>
		<link>http://www.adesignsovast.com/2010/01/grace-success-and-sadness/comment-page-1/#comment-1061</link>
		<dc:creator>Laser Light To Hold Matter Together</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Feb 2010 09:09:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Terresa Wellborn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Terresa Wellborn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 19:32:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is a beautiful post.  

Some distant day when Gracie is a mother herself, she can hopefully read this and nod her head.  And understand.

I think the role of mothers is to show both the shadow and the sun to our children.  Because that is the rub.  That is life.  It is not only hard but impossible (and inhuman) to always be the sun.  

But we can  gently remind that the sun is brighter and larger and more.  That is our role, our purpose, I suppose.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is a beautiful post.  </p>
<p>Some distant day when Gracie is a mother herself, she can hopefully read this and nod her head.  And understand.</p>
<p>I think the role of mothers is to show both the shadow and the sun to our children.  Because that is the rub.  That is life.  It is not only hard but impossible (and inhuman) to always be the sun.  </p>
<p>But we can  gently remind that the sun is brighter and larger and more.  That is our role, our purpose, I suppose.</p>
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		<title>By: Linda</title>
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		<dc:creator>Linda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 06:50:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s so hard to see ourselves in our children, especially parts of ourselves that we struggle with. Really a lovely post about a lovely girl.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s so hard to see ourselves in our children, especially parts of ourselves that we struggle with. Really a lovely post about a lovely girl.</p>
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		<title>By: Ronna Detrick</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ronna Detrick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 04:47:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lindsey: Your words are so blindingly beautiful that darkness cannot possibly survive. But in light, shadows remain; those which you feel, see, and so deeply long to banish for tender, fragile, successful, brilliant Grace - as well as for yourself. 

What I&#039;m struck by (and want to affirm) is your warrior-like determination to acknowledge the very thing you fear. The glint of your blade (or shining shook foil...) when it catches the sun and names the truth is what Grace will see, remember, and respond to: your battle on her behalf (and your own). 

Light and hope and joy will win. They always do. I&#039;m certain of it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lindsey: Your words are so blindingly beautiful that darkness cannot possibly survive. But in light, shadows remain; those which you feel, see, and so deeply long to banish for tender, fragile, successful, brilliant Grace &#8211; as well as for yourself. </p>
<p>What I&#8217;m struck by (and want to affirm) is your warrior-like determination to acknowledge the very thing you fear. The glint of your blade (or shining shook foil&#8230;) when it catches the sun and names the truth is what Grace will see, remember, and respond to: your battle on her behalf (and your own). </p>
<p>Light and hope and joy will win. They always do. I&#8217;m certain of it.</p>
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		<title>By: Corinne</title>
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		<dc:creator>Corinne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 00:55:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh my word... this is the first post I sat down to read tonight. Tea in hand, kids in bed, another tough day. 
And the tears. Thank you for evoking tears ;)
I feel this way so much with my Fynn. I know he has so much of me in him. That part of me that over thinks, that over feels, that gives and then breaks easily. I feel it when he says &quot;I just sad&quot; and sits and just needs a snuggle. 
Deep breath... this was lovely, Lindsey. Lovely.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh my word&#8230; this is the first post I sat down to read tonight. Tea in hand, kids in bed, another tough day.<br />
And the tears. Thank you for evoking tears <img src='http://www.adesignsovast.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
I feel this way so much with my Fynn. I know he has so much of me in him. That part of me that over thinks, that over feels, that gives and then breaks easily. I feel it when he says &#8220;I just sad&#8221; and sits and just needs a snuggle.<br />
Deep breath&#8230; this was lovely, Lindsey. Lovely.</p>
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		<title>By: wholly jeanne</title>
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		<dc:creator>wholly jeanne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 00:05:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>good on you for speaking the truth instead of trying to perky right over the sad spot thus dismissing her feelings and making her feel less than and inadequate and wrong. it is okay to feel sad, and there are degrees of sadness - something folks around me often overlook or ignore. keep telling her the truth, my friend, giving her information and coping tools, and just simply holding the space for her when that&#039;s what she needs most. xo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>good on you for speaking the truth instead of trying to perky right over the sad spot thus dismissing her feelings and making her feel less than and inadequate and wrong. it is okay to feel sad, and there are degrees of sadness &#8211; something folks around me often overlook or ignore. keep telling her the truth, my friend, giving her information and coping tools, and just simply holding the space for her when that&#8217;s what she needs most. xo</p>
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		<title>By: BigLittleWolf</title>
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		<dc:creator>BigLittleWolf</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 22:12:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;I am a mother who is more shadow than sun.&quot;

I understand being in this place more often than not, feeling as though this is a legacy that we would have turned away from had we a choice. A legacy of (indirect) absorption as much as being. 

We may encourage (or discourage) certain sensitivities in our children, but I believe their basic nature is set, perhaps well before we have a sense of it. That doesn&#039;t mean it will not flourish and expand, gain means to be less vulnerable (or more), but I can only imagine your daughter will also share your strongest self, and awareness. 

With your shadows and sun come compassion and profound thought, a searching spirit, fine intelligence, and truthfulness. Without shadow and darkness, we have little appreciation for the sun.  

I suspect you named your lovely Grace wisely.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;I am a mother who is more shadow than sun.&#8221;</p>
<p>I understand being in this place more often than not, feeling as though this is a legacy that we would have turned away from had we a choice. A legacy of (indirect) absorption as much as being. </p>
<p>We may encourage (or discourage) certain sensitivities in our children, but I believe their basic nature is set, perhaps well before we have a sense of it. That doesn&#8217;t mean it will not flourish and expand, gain means to be less vulnerable (or more), but I can only imagine your daughter will also share your strongest self, and awareness. </p>
<p>With your shadows and sun come compassion and profound thought, a searching spirit, fine intelligence, and truthfulness. Without shadow and darkness, we have little appreciation for the sun.  </p>
<p>I suspect you named your lovely Grace wisely.</p>
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		<title>By: Julie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 19:05:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh my. You are a most magnificent mother. You speak truth to your children, while AT THE SAME TIME, love them with all your heart. 

At the deepest place in the shadow, lies the most brilliant light. They are not two separate things, but rather both part of a radiant spectrum of life.

There is really only love, and that you ooze in spades, beautiful one.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh my. You are a most magnificent mother. You speak truth to your children, while AT THE SAME TIME, love them with all your heart. </p>
<p>At the deepest place in the shadow, lies the most brilliant light. They are not two separate things, but rather both part of a radiant spectrum of life.</p>
<p>There is really only love, and that you ooze in spades, beautiful one.</p>
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		<title>By: Dian Reid</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dian Reid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 18:43:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful, beautiful expression of your love. I cried, too, reading this. It drew me into a place where my mother was still alive, and I could tell her, &quot;It&#039;s okay, mom. I know you loved me, and I know you always tried. I know now that the shadows remind me of just how beautiful the light is sometimes. And I thank you for showing me that sadness is part of life. I now know that feeling sadness is just as important as feeling happy.&quot; And it&#039;s true. All of our emotions are equally important to be FELT and not stuffed down. What a beautiful thing you&#039;re teaching your daughter.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful, beautiful expression of your love. I cried, too, reading this. It drew me into a place where my mother was still alive, and I could tell her, &#8220;It&#8217;s okay, mom. I know you loved me, and I know you always tried. I know now that the shadows remind me of just how beautiful the light is sometimes. And I thank you for showing me that sadness is part of life. I now know that feeling sadness is just as important as feeling happy.&#8221; And it&#8217;s true. All of our emotions are equally important to be FELT and not stuffed down. What a beautiful thing you&#8217;re teaching your daughter.</p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Feb 2010 16:07:41 +0000</pubDate>
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This post was mentioned on Twitter by lemead: a mixed day: sun and clouds, success and sadness: http://bit.ly/bef3XS...</description>
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<p>This post was mentioned on Twitter by lemead: a mixed day: sun and clouds, success and sadness: <a href="http://bit.ly/bef3XS.." rel="nofollow">http://bit.ly/bef3XS..</a>.</p>
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