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		<title>By: gillian</title>
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		<dc:creator>gillian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 13:04:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jerry, what a wonderful poem to share with me at this time in my life.  I can only imagine the adventures you were getting into when you were 25 - so glad they never stopped! 

I need to pick your brains about some folktales I can&#039;t seem to find and am only partially remembering, one that I think is Russian where three sons go off to find their fortune, and the youngest is sent off with only a wooden spoon and comes home sailing in a ship full of salt that somehow ends up saving his family&#039;s kingdom because it preserves and adds flavor, and another about the girl whose seven brothers are turned into swans and she has to knit the sweaters out of nettles for them.  These images keep working their way into new lyrics, but I feel funny writing about them without the whole picture.  Would love to tap your wealth of expertise here.

Much love,
GIllian</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jerry, what a wonderful poem to share with me at this time in my life.  I can only imagine the adventures you were getting into when you were 25 &#8211; so glad they never stopped! </p>
<p>I need to pick your brains about some folktales I can&#8217;t seem to find and am only partially remembering, one that I think is Russian where three sons go off to find their fortune, and the youngest is sent off with only a wooden spoon and comes home sailing in a ship full of salt that somehow ends up saving his family&#8217;s kingdom because it preserves and adds flavor, and another about the girl whose seven brothers are turned into swans and she has to knit the sweaters out of nettles for them.  These images keep working their way into new lyrics, but I feel funny writing about them without the whole picture.  Would love to tap your wealth of expertise here.</p>
<p>Much love,<br />
GIllian</p>
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		<title>By: gillian</title>
		<link>http://www.gilliangrassie.com/bread-and-roses.html/comment-page-1#comment-14</link>
		<dc:creator>gillian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 13:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Did Bryn Mawr ever have 200 computers? Where were they when I was desperately begging/borrowing laptops and library desktops after my computer died 10 pages into my thesis during the spring semester senior year?! 

Hope you&#039;re enjoying life with a kitchen living over at Haverford this year. And I&#039;ve no doubt you&#039;re going to be doing awesome things after you graduate in May - seriously, aren&#039;t you the one who sends me pictures of yourself covered in dirt and mud from excavations in Jordan?

-g
P.S. There&#039;s a Max Ernst exhibition at the Musée D&#039;Orsay that I&#039;m going to in your honor.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Did Bryn Mawr ever have 200 computers? Where were they when I was desperately begging/borrowing laptops and library desktops after my computer died 10 pages into my thesis during the spring semester senior year?! </p>
<p>Hope you&#8217;re enjoying life with a kitchen living over at Haverford this year. And I&#8217;ve no doubt you&#8217;re going to be doing awesome things after you graduate in May &#8211; seriously, aren&#8217;t you the one who sends me pictures of yourself covered in dirt and mud from excavations in Jordan?</p>
<p>-g<br />
P.S. There&#8217;s a Max Ernst exhibition at the Musée D&#8217;Orsay that I&#8217;m going to in your honor.</p>
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		<title>By: gillian</title>
		<link>http://www.gilliangrassie.com/bread-and-roses.html/comment-page-1#comment-13</link>
		<dc:creator>gillian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 12:55:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>and what about your My Oh Nine project, hmmm? How am I supposed to successfully internet-stalk you if you&#039;re not updating!

Can&#039;t wait to play at your wedding when I get back :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>and what about your My Oh Nine project, hmmm? How am I supposed to successfully internet-stalk you if you&#8217;re not updating!</p>
<p>Can&#8217;t wait to play at your wedding when I get back <img src='http://www.gilliangrassie.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: gillian</title>
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		<dc:creator>gillian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 12:52:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh Brenda, it&#039;s wonderful to hear from you!  I hope you and everyone else at London Grove are ushering in the fall with lots of light and love and community.  Thanks for staying in touch.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Brenda, it&#8217;s wonderful to hear from you!  I hope you and everyone else at London Grove are ushering in the fall with lots of light and love and community.  Thanks for staying in touch.</p>
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		<title>By: Jerry Falek</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jerry Falek</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 22:51:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Gilli: I didn&#039;t know about the artist&#039;s way until I was in my mid 20s and met a storyteller. You know much of the rest of the story. Some months after I met him he sent this excerpt from Walt Whitman&#039;s &quot;Leaves of Grass.&quot; I send it on to you now.
Love Jerry

“Afoot and light hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long, brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road….

From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines,
Going where I list, my own master total and absolute,
Listening to others, considering well what they say,
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
I inhale great draughts of space,
The east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine….

Allons! whoever you are come travel with me!
Traveling with me you find what never tires.
The earth never tires.
The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first,
Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first,
Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things well envelop’d…

Allons! The road is before us. It is safe,
I have tried it – my own feet have tried it well –  be not detain’d!
Comrado, I give you my hand!&quot;

Until I see you again go safely, boldly, gently, carefully, simply, silently, and openly, with reverence and gratitude.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Gilli: I didn&#8217;t know about the artist&#8217;s way until I was in my mid 20s and met a storyteller. You know much of the rest of the story. Some months after I met him he sent this excerpt from Walt Whitman&#8217;s &#8220;Leaves of Grass.&#8221; I send it on to you now.<br />
Love Jerry</p>
<p>“Afoot and light hearted I take to the open road,<br />
Healthy, free, the world before me,<br />
The long, brown path before me leading wherever I choose.<br />
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good fortune,<br />
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,<br />
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,<br />
Strong and content I travel the open road….</p>
<p>From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines,<br />
Going where I list, my own master total and absolute,<br />
Listening to others, considering well what they say,<br />
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,<br />
Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.<br />
I inhale great draughts of space,<br />
The east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine….</p>
<p>Allons! whoever you are come travel with me!<br />
Traveling with me you find what never tires.<br />
The earth never tires.<br />
The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first,<br />
Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first,<br />
Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things well envelop’d…</p>
<p>Allons! The road is before us. It is safe,<br />
I have tried it – my own feet have tried it well –  be not detain’d!<br />
Comrado, I give you my hand!&#8221;</p>
<p>Until I see you again go safely, boldly, gently, carefully, simply, silently, and openly, with reverence and gratitude.</p>
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		<title>By: Marisa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 17:49:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bryn Mawr is thinking of you too. Living the Hemingway life! Cafes! Creative outlets! Pain au chocolat! Gothic dormitories do not even approach that level of romance. Frosh this year are dweeby as usual. Quality of food has significantly declined. Have 200 fewer computers than last year (if we had 200 computers last year?). And you are traveling around the world! I hope to be doing something 10% as cool when I graduate.
I&#039;m slightly less jealous than I would be knowing you have to hike up seven/eight/nine stories every day, often with a HARP. You are incredible. Keep the faith.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bryn Mawr is thinking of you too. Living the Hemingway life! Cafes! Creative outlets! Pain au chocolat! Gothic dormitories do not even approach that level of romance. Frosh this year are dweeby as usual. Quality of food has significantly declined. Have 200 fewer computers than last year (if we had 200 computers last year?). And you are traveling around the world! I hope to be doing something 10% as cool when I graduate.<br />
I&#8217;m slightly less jealous than I would be knowing you have to hike up seven/eight/nine stories every day, often with a HARP. You are incredible. Keep the faith.</p>
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		<title>By: Jo</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 16:40:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Gillian, you are truly a genius. Your blog will be my new I&#039;m-at-work-but-I&#039;m-not-working adventure.

love Jo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Gillian, you are truly a genius. Your blog will be my new I&#8217;m-at-work-but-I&#8217;m-not-working adventure.</p>
<p>love Jo</p>
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		<title>By: Brenda Macaluso</title>
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		<dc:creator>Brenda Macaluso</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 16:32:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Gillian,
We very much enjoy your photos.  Seeing you on the street with your harp, gives us hope for peace in the world, like watching the youtube of &quot;Stand By Me.&quot;
We are holding you in the Light.
Love, Light, Hope and Healing,
Brenda and Tom</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Gillian,<br />
We very much enjoy your photos.  Seeing you on the street with your harp, gives us hope for peace in the world, like watching the youtube of &#8220;Stand By Me.&#8221;<br />
We are holding you in the Light.<br />
Love, Light, Hope and Healing,<br />
Brenda and Tom</p>
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