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From time to time, notes from this series of scribblings have been posted here.

They have been stewing in the morphogenetic pot for seven years awaiting their form and time – and title.  I liked the recent incarnation: “Slow Death by Zafu” but feedback indicated it was a touch morbid!  Wee-me is touchy about relinquishing its solidity, unsurprisingly. Yet it never tires of seeking the very love it would melt into – if only it would melt.  The notes are really about this inevitable melt-down, and the consequences of it as it unfolded in the day-to-day life of she-who-scribbles.

The notes are now officially titled “Echoes from Emptiness,” and they have a site of their own where they are being (retrospectively) posted from the beginning – day 1.  The whys and wherefores are set down in the about pages.  If Emptiness wishes, some might still be posted here.

Who knows?

http://echoesfromemptiness.com/

I hope you’ll visit!

~ miriam louisa