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	<title>Comments on: a Rip van Winkle moment with my mother</title>
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	<description>experiencing this, now...  instinctuality  •  immediacy  •  the felt sense  •  deep listening  •  the awakened eye</description>
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		<title>By: kye</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2010 19:56:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was harder at first; but lately especially it&#039;s gotten much easier.  There is something to be said for the power of familiarity.  Partly it&#039;s just that the thing itself has become unsurprising.  Also, little ways of coping arrive over time, small rituals and ways of being with oneself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When she was able to talk, it appeared that she didn&#039;t really know she was ill.  She doesn&#039;t seem to suffer from the &#039;2nd order&#039; kind of suffering engendered by anxiety.  Her face is usually peaceful; sometimes she&#039;ll look a little distressed but not in general.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was harder at first; but lately especially it&#39;s gotten much easier.  There is something to be said for the power of familiarity.  Partly it&#39;s just that the thing itself has become unsurprising.  Also, little ways of coping arrive over time, small rituals and ways of being with oneself.</p>
<p>When she was able to talk, it appeared that she didn&#39;t really know she was ill.  She doesn&#39;t seem to suffer from the &#39;2nd order&#39; kind of suffering engendered by anxiety.  Her face is usually peaceful; sometimes she&#39;ll look a little distressed but not in general.</p>
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		<title>By: Madeleine Kolb</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 23:51:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kye, How hard it must be to visit your mother and not be certain whether she  will be &quot;there&quot; or not. It must be heartening to have her respond as she did during this visit. I wonder what her illness feels like to her.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kye, How hard it must be to visit your mother and not be certain whether she  will be &#8220;there&#8221; or not. It must be heartening to have her respond as she did during this visit. I wonder what her illness feels like to her.</p>
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