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Subway Stories - Sax, Cantor, Riff - Julie Dash, Director
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Originally Posted by Nomadicus
Let's use this thread as a place of solace for the mind and heart.
....God Bless.
Nomadicus... Solace...a peaceful feeling...thought and intention, a place away from the noise of city life, or of Our life and responsibilities... Solace IS Felt once entering this thread...
*Moves from one song to the next...inwardly run hand through each as I walk...sensations of pooling fountains...recalling how at times I would walk the avenue yet felt the gurgling stream that once used to live there...or walk past a group of tenements and would see 100s of years prior where European Jews from Russia or...*
Solace...found in a noisy subway where human magic happens beyond time and space, nationalities or race... age or social place... A moment shared colliding, disrupting individual pace, with something... more.
Subway Stories - Sax, Cantor, Riff - Julie Dash, Director
Przyjaciela Mam (I have a Friend) and Requiem Polskie - Polish Requiem for...Smolensk's tragedy also Serdeczna Matko
Solace...for now have I sat in the peaceful calm quietness of this Solace, for hours, provided by a Kind Soul. No rushing to the next thing be found here, but only an air of value given to those who service others in life, in whatever capacity one finds oneself.
Solace...and I feel streams of coloured light shining through celestial stained glass, merge with fragrant breezes...inwardly I gaze up expecting to see scenes of Saint's lives...but no...gone are discolorations from smoky thuribles...only an ever-present sensation of a Celestial Sun not seen, overhead.
Requiem Polskie - Polish Requiem for the victims of Smolensk's tragedy
Reflecting on World events passed...treasuring a slower moment where My own thoughts can be heard by Me...grateful to have given My time, to comfort what the world would call strangers...so that Solace could be felt...appreciated... and spoken Heart to Heart back to Me...Solace...
Beloved Mother, protector of the people
Have Compassion on the Cries of Orphans:
Eve's banished children, we implore you
Care for us, Care! Do not let us wander.
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Subway Stories - Sax, Cantor, Riff - Julie Dash, Director
