tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post65779961135859601..comments2023-10-14T08:37:11.192-07:00Comments on Round Circle: A Long and Winding RoadSpadomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17781369901345409341noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-37861886350429888492011-04-26T16:35:03.914-07:002011-04-26T16:35:03.914-07:00It's a beautiful haiku and the photos fit so w...It's a beautiful haiku and the photos fit so well. and they are lovely.mighttp://letouttoplay.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-40385810067276749182011-04-24T03:32:05.123-07:002011-04-24T03:32:05.123-07:00Dear Joe,
I feel so blessed having spiritual on-l...Dear Joe,<br /><br />I feel so blessed having spiritual on-line buddies like you, reading your posts always transport me to a special place, of course I put my own interpretation on it everyone does, but that makes the journey all the more magical!<br /><br />BTW I too never want to align myself to any particular religion having left a very exacting one, but recognizing all roads with 'heart' is a good sign I'm on the 'right track' for me.<br /><br />Love Ms Foxyfoxysuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04620248626509576905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-68243589500807395422011-04-23T21:55:18.556-07:002011-04-23T21:55:18.556-07:00I love your post. I thought your photo was a flag ...I love your post. I thought your photo was a flag pole and I couldn't make out what was next to it. Now I realize it's a railroad track. I've lived near a track twice in my life. The second time, reminded me of the first, and I was transported back in time. The second time I moved near the tracks, I stayed.Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15937202381298099458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-15167758519276812562011-04-23T13:06:56.501-07:002011-04-23T13:06:56.501-07:00dear joe,
your words speak straight to my heart. t...dear joe,<br />your words speak straight to my heart. this willingness to trust, to be. your generosity in acknowledging the presence of all....<br />your courage to look for and to express soul.<br />i am honored to walk in your peace.rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05265802752790310923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-91416530061452975862011-04-23T07:48:46.051-07:002011-04-23T07:48:46.051-07:00Your Haiku really makes me ponder -wonderful! I so...Your Haiku really makes me ponder -wonderful! I so agree with your post about our meandering lives - so true!Dawn Elliotthttp://www.alteregomexicana.com/2011/04/post-art-um-depression/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-37128279079956928162011-04-22T22:35:36.874-07:002011-04-22T22:35:36.874-07:00Oh! These are so wonderful. I have a collage for ...Oh! These are so wonderful. I have a collage for one of my haiku that looks so much like part of this series...I have to run back and find out what it was! Talk about resonance!GYamatohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17635662148940497135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-49158158053441127062011-04-22T21:53:53.607-07:002011-04-22T21:53:53.607-07:00I know exactly what you mean. This is more than a ...I know exactly what you mean. This is more than a meme...here is where there's food for thought and interpretation. Thanks for inviting us to share your thoughts.<br />RosieRosie@travel-i-taleshttp://travel-i-tales.blogspot.com/2011/04/reporting-to-001mission-quite.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-30115683890989715232011-04-22T20:01:04.835-07:002011-04-22T20:01:04.835-07:00Hi Joe,
We lived next to a railroad track when I w...Hi Joe,<br />We lived next to a railroad track when I was a litle girl as well. I think that it was one of the most comforting sounds that I remember in my childhood, steadfast and true. Every night as I went to sleep, I could hear the whistle and then I would nestle in my blankets and listen to the chug-chug-chug of the train cars going over the tracks as I drifted off to sleep. I can recall it being a necessary element of my getting to sleep some nights. I love your post and the way that you anthropomorphize the train tracks as if they were the arteries of a human heart. You are a man who travels a lot and so it makes sense to me. Here is an old song by Woody Guthrie about trains. I thought you might enjoy it. <br />Peace,<br />Noelle<br /><br />Danville Girl<br />Words and Music Adaptation by Woody Guthrie<br /><br />I went down to the railroad yard, Watch the train come by <br />Knew that train would roll that day But I did not know what time.<br /><br />I did not know what time, boys, did not know what time,<br />Knew the train would roll that day but I did not know what time.<br />Good morning, Mister railroad man, what time does your train roll by?<br /><br />Nine sixteen and two forty four, twenty five minutes ‘til five.<br />At nine sixteen, two forty four, twenty five minutes ‘til five.<br />Thank you, Mister railroad man, I wanna watch your train roll by.<br /><br />Standing on the platform, smoking a big cigar,<br />Waitin' for some old freight train that carries an empty car.<br /><br />I rode her down to Danville town, got stuck on a Danville girl,<br />Bet your life she was a pearl, she wore that Danville curl.<br /><br />She wore her hat on the back of her head like high tone people all do,<br />Very next train come down that track, I bid that gal adieu.<br /><br />I bid that gal adieu, poor boys, I bid that gal adieu,<br />The very next train come down that track, I bid that gal adieu.<br /><br />© Copyright 1963 (renewed) by Woody Guthrie Publications, IncNoelle Clearwaterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15879264907115107737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-28992280340137271372011-04-22T18:25:53.169-07:002011-04-22T18:25:53.169-07:00I like your intent and how you arrived at your int...I like your intent and how you arrived at your intention. The rails are a great metaphor to express your journey and routes. I thought the pyramid photo was actually from the point of view of a diving board suspended over a swimming pool. The perspective makes it look like it's narrowing down to a pinpoint... My understanding of pyramids is that they are great conveyors of energy--I have a little crystal one on my desk. However, I agree with you that the most uplifting energy comes from the insights of others on our blogosphere.<br />I think our fate is... The Bridge of San Luis Rey... <br />Thanks for opening so many doors, Mr. Spadoman! LoveMargaret Pangerthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09995968579194433270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-78713554517404217952011-04-22T17:27:05.585-07:002011-04-22T17:27:05.585-07:00Connections made with fellow travels on these rail...Connections made with fellow travels on these rails run deep when you learn to let thm. It makes the journey all the sweeter for me.<br />I love this post, Man.<br />Happy Weekend !Kim Mailhothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13849980369873306402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-33515290460690581062011-04-22T16:31:17.813-07:002011-04-22T16:31:17.813-07:00I grew up next to the railroad. Wound my way aroun...I grew up next to the railroad. Wound my way around Europe by rail, I know it is not literal but it is still so, so romantic.Jill Berryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14465549602343739543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-14043137617021467442011-04-22T16:19:29.646-07:002011-04-22T16:19:29.646-07:00That MMT is a wise one.
And this post--absolutely...That MMT is a wise one.<br /><br />And this post--absolutely wonderful to embrace.<br />And if I had only 'read' it, I wouldn't have gotten what I got.<br /><br />Thank you.<br /><br />I might have to read this a time or two to remind myself.<br />I might have to read this a time or two so I CAN embrace it for all it's worth.<br /><br />And it's worth a LOT.<br /><br />Just sayin'.......Melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14408403855260279799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-9219445406645352232011-04-22T15:47:41.822-07:002011-04-22T15:47:41.822-07:00"...sometimes I’m not sure if what I ‘get’ is..."...sometimes I’m not sure if what I ‘get’ is what it’s suppose to be I’m getting."<br /><br />My dear Spadoman, I think we get what we're supposed to get when we are ready to get it. Does that make sense? I hope so...<br /><br />A story: When I was a freshman in high school, I tried to read Dostoevsky's <i>The Brothers Karamazov</i>. It was an exercise in futility. I set the book aside. I just didn't get it.<br /><br />Several years later, when I was in my twenties, I picked up the book again. This time I couldn't put it down. I got it!<br /><br />Sometimes we get it, sometimes we don't. Sometimes we have to wait a while to get it.<br /><br />Oh, I'm rambling...sorry...but I still hope what I'm rambling about makes sense...Magical Mystical Teacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01853272111925075994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-17090813089762550682011-04-22T14:17:17.695-07:002011-04-22T14:17:17.695-07:00I can say "I get it too" The first photo...I can say "I get it too" The first photo I knew it was a littered track, I at first thought it was a tip of a bullet in the center. But did not think till I read more it was to change the track. I walked the track bare foot to as a teen. My mom still live less than a block from the track. I hear the train some times when I visit. But she is now 180+/- miles from me. And Hear I have a dead track at the end of the road. I have heard the horn many times in the last 10 years. I did not know there is no train any more.The though a ghost train came to mind. But Now some one told me there are truck horns that sound this way. I can hear the Hwy echo and roar some times. So maybe it is the road calling me too. This post echos in my heart. And I can feel it deeply. <br />bhlol :)<br />EGrammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13278964537964027566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-89512029113515644102011-04-22T12:09:39.495-07:002011-04-22T12:09:39.495-07:00An amazing post and beautiful images!
Take Care
M...An amazing post and beautiful images!<br /><br />Take Care<br />Marinela<br /><br /><a href="http://marinelareka.com/" rel="nofollow">Short Poems</a>Motivational Poemshttp://marinelareka.com/?category_name=motivational-poemsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-72124318832080360532011-04-22T12:00:13.482-07:002011-04-22T12:00:13.482-07:00I so enjoy how you lead us down this path with you...I so enjoy how you lead us down this path with you...<br /><br />how that path wanders and veers but almost always takes us somewhere we need to travel.Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08163848048048193138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-6449242749556964902011-04-22T11:53:11.232-07:002011-04-22T11:53:11.232-07:00fantastic post - wonderful words and imagesfantastic post - wonderful words and imagesgatheringwonderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03217541399811436408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-23140614152388788702011-04-22T11:31:54.073-07:002011-04-22T11:31:54.073-07:00"fate pours through our hands." wow..."fate pours through our hands." wow...Renahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15911608453762091207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-30936028490777431592011-04-22T11:10:22.958-07:002011-04-22T11:10:22.958-07:00I love where your rails of thought are transportin...I love where your rails of thought are transporting you.Merihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07024443046207501650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-26168798088136329172011-04-22T09:20:00.380-07:002011-04-22T09:20:00.380-07:00My childhood went near railway lines.. what vibrat...My childhood went near railway lines.. what vibrations would erupt as the train neared..Ramesh Soodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05589155663544312563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3807994396764212014.post-64698773788964844412011-04-22T07:22:43.591-07:002011-04-22T07:22:43.591-07:00I grew up on the railroad. Used to walk those trac...I grew up on the railroad. Used to walk those tracks for miles barefoot.gmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04879507440579599549noreply@blogger.com