The opportunity for virtually uncontrolled freedom of thought and expression is still possible through blogs. If they weren’t powerful tools, prominent countries would’t give a fig about controlling internet access.
Also, because of this blog- i know people all over the country.
And i love them.. you.
I have been contemplating your email to me all week and i have no good answer, no words for reply that can convey how helpless i feel in not being able to help you out. I guess i just have to keep cheering you on from the sidelines and whispering prayers for your continued strength of character to shine through.
This is why I like blogs. Books will continue to hold a special place in my heart, but they don’t provide the quick link to something unexpected and more that is possible in a blog. I knew nothing of Lindisfarne when I made my pilgrimage over to Ambiance this morning, and tonight I return with a picture, a poem, and a new awareness of a place and a “connception”! .
A causeway connects the island to the mainland of Northumberland and is flooded twice a day by tides – something well described by Sir Walter Scott:
For with the flow and ebb, its style
Varies from continent to isle;
Dry shod o’er sands, twice every day,
The pilgrims to the shrine find way;
Twice every day the waves efface
Of staves and sandalled feet the trace.
I thought of Lindisfarne the English Folk band from the 60s and 70s. Now I see that she meant an offshore island complete with a low tide causeway which is cool. I knew of two others: Mont St. Michel (Fr) and St. Michael’s Mount off Cornwall. How many others are there?