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A new blog to contain answers to prompts
Since my old blog "Everyday Canvas Open in new Window. became overfilled, here's a new one. This new blog item will continue answering prompts, the same as the old one.


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January 21, 2025 at 11:55am
January 21, 2025 at 11:55am
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Prompt: The most beautiful things
«The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.»
Helen Keller
In your opinion, which kinds of things are the most beautiful, seen, touched, or just felt?


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As to seen, touch, or heard things, I love people, my sons, sunsets and sunrises, the ocean, birds, trees, flowers, even weeds, animals, the rain, and the feel of the fur of a beloved cat in my hand when she was alive and I used to stroke her,

Where the unseen and untouched is concerned, still, all people--even those I haven't met and will never be able to meet--and perhaps music I like and the voices of the ones I love.

Yet, there are other more beautiful things that do not fit into the touched, seen, or heard categories. Memories that mean a lot me take the first row. Here are my memories of my family members who have passed on or those who are still alive but are so scattered all over the world that constant communication is a problem. To those memories, compassion and empathy are attached, which are probably the most beautiful feelings for us humans.

Also, the faith and wonder in believing somethings greater than me or in Someone the greatest, who shows me the boundless possibilities of life and the mysteries of the universe, and all those things I can't even begin to imagine.

Then, compassion, hope, and love are also very beautiful, if in right doses and in proper amounts. Most anything dear to me is beautiful, anyway, for they are treasures of my heart, felt not by sight or touch, but by the light of our shared humanity.



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