I love that music is such a powerful healer for us - when my husband was in a coma he heard a song that kept playing for him whilst the dark was so desperately trying to take him but someone in spirit was with him and knew that my husband was needed here and that he needed to get me on my path to be the healer that I am today…. I really do know that Love performs miracles on a daily basis and music has a vibration to heal that many aren’t aware of 🙏✨🌟❤️🩹
Dear Claire, I agree wholeheartedly about music and love stirring the souls back into 'being' again and have witnessed it many times in my life. We had so many letters about the brothers' songs and their voices helping those who were sick or in comas. It is remarkable how little babies love different kinds of music and react to the sounds or vibrations of it. xx
Hello beautiful Dwina….. yes I agree, I really feel artists that come here are like angels of mercy that save so many people and heal so many souls, it carries on even when they are in spirit- Robin has a beautiful energy xx
I watched our little niece in her mother’s arms at a concert, smiling with tears rolling down her cheeks when Robin sang I Started A Joke… it was the quality of his voice because she was too little to understand the words… or maybe she did !
I’m sure she understood from a soul level - music touches our hearts in a way we can’t ever describe- sometimes I’ll hear a line from a song I’ve heard a million times and it will touch my heart and make me cry, it just touches that place in us - my guide regularly plays me songs he loves…. Xx
Thank you for those lovely compliments, Robin. It always seems a risk revealing one's poems written in a sweltering batch of emotions... but the writing is healing in itself, especially with the help of casting the mind in the vision of nature. A walk helps too.***
You are welcome, Dwina. I empathize- yes, it is a risk and healing- and a walk is essential. You succeeded, in my opinion. My comments are heart felt. This work is needed, not only for us- it may help others, too, like me. ; )
The message seems like a "calling". I was feeling a bit "shy" about my upcoming post, it's a similar message and theme. I am traveling this week and next so I wrote it last week for this Wednesday. And, interestingly, you came to mind. What's really amazing is that we are on the same "track". Yours gives me strength and confirmation.
Thank you for your beautiful self: for your courage and generosity.
I've always identified strongly with the power to confront. Confront my past mistakes or garbage...
This is unrelated, but even though I don't live in Venezuela, the dictatorship continues. I long for the Venezuela I remember, a place so different from today. Watching Robin's video: "Fanny Be Tender" just brought back those nostalgic feelings.
The Venezuela of my memories was a place filled with hope, where people dreamed big and lived life to the fullest. It was a country of vibrant culture, stunning landscapes, and a strong sense of community. The Venezuela of today is a shadow of its former self, a place marked by hardship, division, and despair.
I find myself longing for the return of those simpler times, when life seemed full of possibilities. Watching Robin's video "Fanny Be Tender" just brought back those nostalgic feelings and those days
I grew up in the troubled North of Ireland with all kinds of bombs and friction, yet the friendliness and comfort of small communities still survived and nature was so lovely in which to get lost. I mourn the loss of an old woodland and some changes in the countryside. However, we cannot slay the dragons of our past but little by little some things change for the better. I think we had rose-colored glasses in childhood even in troubles. Parents did a good job of shielding the worst from us.***
Thank you for such a beautiful post. I love your work and hope to see more of it. Also, re: the power of music: my 1700s ancestors who came to America lived in a small village in North Carolina. While they were visiting another village they heard the people who lived there singing. It moved them so much they moved from their home to the 'singing' village.
Beautiful and deeply moving. Love conquers all has become my mantra and here I read it in every line. Powerful and empowering words Dwina. You should publish more of your work. True poets write not just for themselves but for all. Thank you for sharing these. Xxx
John, I would if I could, knowing how where and when. Not sure there are agents for poetry.... age-old problem for the poets of the past, most of whom died of consumption before they were known at all.xx
Lovely Dwina, what a touching poetic journey, you bring alive the power that love has over our psyche and the aching space that is left when our love is taken. Music stimulating life is beautiful thank you xx
Thanks, Marika. I write straight without thought of anything but the emotions felt. Sometimes I wish I had more control of the poetry. Re-reading them flings me right back to the moment of baring all onto a page. I look at them with wonder at my loss of identity and blame the Muse! xx
I find myself in "UNDER THE SHADE" where I find comfort and tranquility under the night, surrounded by nature, and embraced by Mother Earth in her roots. And to share that peaceful, serene atmosphere with my husband. I loved this whole essay Dwina! Thank you! 🥰🥰🥰
Substack has definitely had some glitches lately. In May I lost over 100 Subscriptions, and I had to go back and re-subscribe to many of my favorite writers. Sub stick could not figure out the glitch. , but they happen, so I get that!
I really appreciate you taking the time to read my article and comment here. Sending you much gratitude and I look forward to hearing your story. I am intrigued? Have a beautiful magical day!✨🥰💫
Love and sorrow goes hand in hand. Your words brought both, and the tears are true, both cleansing, soothing and regretfull, catharsis at its highest level.
I love that music is such a powerful healer for us - when my husband was in a coma he heard a song that kept playing for him whilst the dark was so desperately trying to take him but someone in spirit was with him and knew that my husband was needed here and that he needed to get me on my path to be the healer that I am today…. I really do know that Love performs miracles on a daily basis and music has a vibration to heal that many aren’t aware of 🙏✨🌟❤️🩹
Dear Claire, I agree wholeheartedly about music and love stirring the souls back into 'being' again and have witnessed it many times in my life. We had so many letters about the brothers' songs and their voices helping those who were sick or in comas. It is remarkable how little babies love different kinds of music and react to the sounds or vibrations of it. xx
Hello beautiful Dwina….. yes I agree, I really feel artists that come here are like angels of mercy that save so many people and heal so many souls, it carries on even when they are in spirit- Robin has a beautiful energy xx
I watched our little niece in her mother’s arms at a concert, smiling with tears rolling down her cheeks when Robin sang I Started A Joke… it was the quality of his voice because she was too little to understand the words… or maybe she did !
I’m sure she understood from a soul level - music touches our hearts in a way we can’t ever describe- sometimes I’ll hear a line from a song I’ve heard a million times and it will touch my heart and make me cry, it just touches that place in us - my guide regularly plays me songs he loves…. Xx
Beautiful to read and feel your poetic heart’s cry. Thank you!
Thank you for your compliment, Carol. I noted that you also write. I hope to read some of your writings.***
Exquisite, magical, gentle and power-full. Thank you for your empowering story-telling and healing skills, Dwina!
Thank you for those lovely compliments, Robin. It always seems a risk revealing one's poems written in a sweltering batch of emotions... but the writing is healing in itself, especially with the help of casting the mind in the vision of nature. A walk helps too.***
You are welcome, Dwina. I empathize- yes, it is a risk and healing- and a walk is essential. You succeeded, in my opinion. My comments are heart felt. This work is needed, not only for us- it may help others, too, like me. ; )
The message seems like a "calling". I was feeling a bit "shy" about my upcoming post, it's a similar message and theme. I am traveling this week and next so I wrote it last week for this Wednesday. And, interestingly, you came to mind. What's really amazing is that we are on the same "track". Yours gives me strength and confirmation.
Thank you for your beautiful self: for your courage and generosity.
All blessings to you. I am grateful for you. XX
I've always identified strongly with the power to confront. Confront my past mistakes or garbage...
This is unrelated, but even though I don't live in Venezuela, the dictatorship continues. I long for the Venezuela I remember, a place so different from today. Watching Robin's video: "Fanny Be Tender" just brought back those nostalgic feelings.
The Venezuela of my memories was a place filled with hope, where people dreamed big and lived life to the fullest. It was a country of vibrant culture, stunning landscapes, and a strong sense of community. The Venezuela of today is a shadow of its former self, a place marked by hardship, division, and despair.
I find myself longing for the return of those simpler times, when life seemed full of possibilities. Watching Robin's video "Fanny Be Tender" just brought back those nostalgic feelings and those days
I grew up in the troubled North of Ireland with all kinds of bombs and friction, yet the friendliness and comfort of small communities still survived and nature was so lovely in which to get lost. I mourn the loss of an old woodland and some changes in the countryside. However, we cannot slay the dragons of our past but little by little some things change for the better. I think we had rose-colored glasses in childhood even in troubles. Parents did a good job of shielding the worst from us.***
Indeed. Love your comment. My parents did shield me from so much...Thank you
waiting for your tarot cards...and the book! :)
Nostalgia when I see Robin singing Fanny be tender. That video. I was so happy and I did not know it
Thank you for such a beautiful post. I love your work and hope to see more of it. Also, re: the power of music: my 1700s ancestors who came to America lived in a small village in North Carolina. While they were visiting another village they heard the people who lived there singing. It moved them so much they moved from their home to the 'singing' village.
I love the idea of a singing village! Let us all live there! Xx
Beautiful and deeply moving. Love conquers all has become my mantra and here I read it in every line. Powerful and empowering words Dwina. You should publish more of your work. True poets write not just for themselves but for all. Thank you for sharing these. Xxx
John, I would if I could, knowing how where and when. Not sure there are agents for poetry.... age-old problem for the poets of the past, most of whom died of consumption before they were known at all.xx
Wow... beautiful...all the wisdom and deep poetry in this post .."longing, but longing to right all the wrong...." I especially love 'How could I'!
Yes How Could I was about ignoring the Muse relentlessly urging me to write xx
Lovely Dwina, what a touching poetic journey, you bring alive the power that love has over our psyche and the aching space that is left when our love is taken. Music stimulating life is beautiful thank you xx
Thanks, Marika. I write straight without thought of anything but the emotions felt. Sometimes I wish I had more control of the poetry. Re-reading them flings me right back to the moment of baring all onto a page. I look at them with wonder at my loss of identity and blame the Muse! xx
Thank you. I love the new background. Clever you!
Thank you Caitlin. I loved the face of the Madonna, so serene, in the Galerie Nazionale in Perugia.. XXX
I find myself in "UNDER THE SHADE" where I find comfort and tranquility under the night, surrounded by nature, and embraced by Mother Earth in her roots. And to share that peaceful, serene atmosphere with my husband. I loved this whole essay Dwina! Thank you! 🥰🥰🥰
Charlotte I just read your piece on Dean Martin! Amazing. I tried to comment there but it disappeared.
We have had similar experiences which I will relate to you sometime. Thank you for your diaries! They are so full of life! xx
Substack has definitely had some glitches lately. In May I lost over 100 Subscriptions, and I had to go back and re-subscribe to many of my favorite writers. Sub stick could not figure out the glitch. , but they happen, so I get that!
I really appreciate you taking the time to read my article and comment here. Sending you much gratitude and I look forward to hearing your story. I am intrigued? Have a beautiful magical day!✨🥰💫
Love and sorrow goes hand in hand. Your words brought both, and the tears are true, both cleansing, soothing and regretfull, catharsis at its highest level.
Love, Tina. <3
Thank you Tina. I chose a few of my poems on loss and love but perhaps the next ones will be on nature and magical experiences⭐️⭐️⭐️
Simply beautiful. Words for the soul. Love is emotion and beautiful expressed in your writing.
You, Dwina, are a beautiful soul.
She is ...I wish I could ask her and share with her so much but yes...she is...