<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><br class=""><div><br class=""><blockquote type="cite" class=""><div class=""><font color="#0432ff" class="">Yes indeed,</font></div></blockquote><blockquote type="cite" class=""><div class=""><font color="#000000" class="">'Without relationship nothing exists,'</font></div></blockquote><font color="#0432ff" class=""> but the next line should be:</font></div><div><span style="caret-color: rgb(4, 50, 255);" class=""> ‘with relationship everything</span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>IS’</div><div><br class=""></div><div> ‘With relationship there is everything’ <span style="color: rgb(4, 50, 255);" class="">was from an earlier version!</span></div><div><br class=""><blockquote type="cite" class=""><div class="">On May 22, 2024, at 18:51, Devreaux via Thespiritexpress <<a href="mailto:thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org" class="">thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org</a>> wrote:</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><div class=""><div class="">My dear Poetess friend..I love these. "without relationship nothing exists"<br class="">sending love and light<br class="">Devreaux<br class=""><br class=""><br class=""><br class=""><br class="">On 2024-05-22 6:38 pm, Riantee Rand via Thespiritexpress wrote:<br class=""><blockquote type="cite" class=""><blockquote type="cite" class="">Calypso Orchid. To my Son<br class="">I’ll meet you at the edge of time<br class="">where your spaciousness and mine come together<br class="">in the heart of the tiny, wide-eyed orchid,<br class="">sitting at the foot of the big redwood<br class="">and looking upon the world with innocence<br class="">while purring with the contentment of an open heart<br class="">As we sit in our silence<br class="">the small flower lover of the giant<br class="">receives our beingness<br class="">and offers us our true Self.<br class="">Redwood needles carpet our steps<br class="">with tenderness<br class="">as you guide me<br class="">on the Fairy Slippers' trail<br class="">that leads to our inspired self,<br class="">that place of unity,<br class="">the All in relation to All.<br class="">Without relationship<br class="">nothing exists;<br class="">in relationship<br class="">there is everything.<br class="">And the tiny orchid with the many names<br class="">sprinkles the forest floor<br class="">with the love notes of spring. . .<br class="">*****<br class="">The Infinite Tenderness of Ordinary Things<br class="">How tenderly has the chair planted its four legs<br class="">onto the maple floor<br class="">that extends across the room<br class="">to the infinite patience of windows<br class="">encountering along the way<br class="">the willingness of table and sofa to be of service<br class="">and reaching the walls and ceiling<br class="">where a merging dissolves the room<br class="">allowing the sheltering to be complete<br class="">thus restoring perfect faith<br class="">in the support of all things<br class="">as the woman walks in and sits<br class="">in the centerless center of her house<br class="">within a hall of mirrors<br class="">revealing her true nature<br class="">as the source of all that is<br class="">in the silence that is the word of God.<br class=""></blockquote>_______________________________________________<br class="">Thespiritexpress mailing list<br class=""><a href="mailto:Thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org" class="">Thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org</a><br class="">https://lists.mcn.org/mailman/listinfo/thespiritexpress<br class=""></blockquote><br class="">_______________________________________________<br class="">Thespiritexpress mailing list<br class=""><a href="mailto:Thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org" class="">Thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org</a><br class="">https://lists.mcn.org/mailman/listinfo/thespiritexpress<br class=""></div></div></blockquote></div><br class=""></body></html>