tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post2989981917056037865..comments2023-05-19T04:46:54.536-07:00Comments on Beautiful rubbish:: Why words matterAmber Cadenashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16495600314886616325noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post-12737333740041032372014-01-24T13:42:05.064-08:002014-01-24T13:42:05.064-08:00My friend! My dear precious Amber! The only thing ...My friend! My dear precious Amber! The only thing that's kept me from commenting before now is that I never seem to sit at my computer long enough, and my phone and iPad don't do comments here. Argh. Anyway, all that to say that I've read this and have thought so often of this gift of your words..and more, of your presence - whether face to face or across the table. And your heart. You helped me understand my messy self better in the booth at Cup & Saucer that day. You help me now as I read and re-read your words. You do have a gift, dear one, and you bless as you bring your offering and shine the light on this step in your journey right here. One of the greatest answers to the "why" of all this writing/blogging journey is you. My friendship with you is a tremendous gift in my life. I love you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post-31231250257968374472014-01-18T14:41:38.508-08:002014-01-18T14:41:38.508-08:00Stopping by from FMF in response to your comment o...Stopping by from FMF in response to your comment on my blog that you thought you got confused on the prompt. After reading this, I don't think so. You have captured the essence of encouragement -- friends, coming together to talk life and writing, sharing their ups and downs, shoring each up other up, telling about epiphanies in their lives. If that's not encouragement, then I don't know what is. And so beautifully written! Amber, you have a gift!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post-83426361602140023482014-01-17T15:48:24.578-08:002014-01-17T15:48:24.578-08:00I'm grateful these words encouraged you, Annet...I'm grateful these words encouraged you, Annette. Thanks for stopping by :-)Amber Cadenashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16495600314886616325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post-27189727072765530172014-01-17T15:47:52.415-08:002014-01-17T15:47:52.415-08:00Mom, this means so much to me - thank YOU! I feel...Mom, this means so much to me - thank YOU! I feel so loved when you read what I write.Amber Cadenashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16495600314886616325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post-11855340536450123752014-01-17T13:13:11.441-08:002014-01-17T13:13:11.441-08:00Karmen, you bring me to tears. Your response here...Karmen, you bring me to tears. Your response here, from your heart, is so beautiful I don't even know how to touch it with my own words. One of the things I love about you, friend, is your brave heart that in all its rawness and messy and holy, you keep spilling out. You're right, I think, that it is a different kind of brave to tell the story without really knowing when or if there is a "place" but holding hope there is and sharing your way as you journey to there. I am saving these words you shared, Karmen, because they are precious and they remind me, too, of the different people I love on different ends of the Why, in and out of the cave, and how much I treasure you. Amber Cadenashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16495600314886616325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post-79664873472924305802014-01-17T13:05:50.292-08:002014-01-17T13:05:50.292-08:00I have been pondering the why a lot as well. My w...I have been pondering the why a lot as well. My why is because the words need spilling. I fill and I fill and they need a place to empty out to. It is also to know I am not alone and to let others know the same. It is one thing to tell the story of from here to there tied up neatly in a bow, but it is quite another to tell the story of the getting to the there, the being in the midst of it deep and never fully knowing if there is even a place, but hoping that it is and that you will find it. <br /><br />It is a deep bravery I think to tell this story, because it is now and in the moment. It is an opening of all that is raw and holy and messy and sinful and pouring it out like an offering upon an alter. Your writing is a place where other cave dwellers can meet for community around the bon fire of your words and find acceptance and grace and to say "Yes, somewhere, someday we will come to the mouth of the cave and find the light shining beautiful into our blinking eyes." <br /><br />It is a place where those outside the cave can say "We are out here and we will wait for you, it exists, this there is real and when you make it we will rejoice along with you for the journey." <br /><br />Oh friend how I love you and your words and your blinking in the light of there and for the days of caves and darkness and for being a bon fire for others like me to warm ourselves around. <br /><br />You are cherished friend. Karmen M.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06808722278501574962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post-63977884491955041362014-01-17T11:19:20.457-08:002014-01-17T11:19:20.457-08:00Oh my goodness, Amber - that is so beautifully wri...Oh my goodness, Amber - that is so beautifully written. thank you for sharing your heart!!JONNAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17692328897527256991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693390593188122891.post-51828632736899551252014-01-17T10:05:00.517-08:002014-01-17T10:05:00.517-08:00that's an encouraging piece to read, so glad I...that's an encouraging piece to read, so glad I stopped by from FMF. :)<br /><br />Annette @ A Net In Time (http://anetintimeschooling.weebly.com/a-net-in-time-blog.html)Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07731853888897956775noreply@blogger.com