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So much food for thought from this one and it read like beautifully, like poetry in prose.

Love your connection with GAI, too, such kinship is precious and rare, and makes for a deeper life experience. Great reminder about finding time to “gush over” our chosen brothers and sisters!

My windows for observation are usually in a vehicle or a trail as far from civilization as possible, or at home - playing in my little garden tending to plants. The mind is free and in a strange meditation-like state, and words and stories just come.

Thank you for creating this welcoming community where we can nurture our art without fears!

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Finding people who ‘get’ you is priceless. Finding people who get you and share the same kind of talent and joy in creating art as you is so rare and unique. Thank you both for your talent and joy and energy you bring to the world.

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Thanks Tyler I so needed to hear this. Loving this community!

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I never knew I was a window starer until I read this piece! And I love the randomness and wonder of a good "friendship birth" story. It's like the world is birthing lightness and love just for you.

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This is so beautiful. What a great reminder and way to start the week. And yes, sad songs definitely bring forth the most inspiration. ;)

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So I had to think about this one for a bit because you had a few things going on here, but not really- they were related.

Absolutely, men should talk about the importance of their friendships! Good friends who we ‘love’ get us through things, life. There is no gender in this. What a beautiful thing to have someone who understands us. I see myself as a person first and my gender as a completely secondary thing. And that you can pinpoint the moment that it began to a photograph. Our soulmates don’t have to be romantic ones exclusively. Isn’t there some kind of understanding between us all here?

Gardening, yes, one Chaser mentioned. I echo mundane tasks, if I am not listening to a podcast, is when I often do my thinking because I don’t have many moments to be still when I’m working. I used to live near a bluff area near Lake Ontario and before a piano concert, when I was young, I would perch on a solitary bluff and feel my pieces in my fingers from beginning to end without moving them. And when I knew I could complete that, I knew I would be able to play them without a memory loss.

We need more times to “look out the window”, whatever that might mean to us. When we are not plugged in. When thoughts are free to fly.

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