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	<title>Comments on: The strange melancholy of elsewhere</title>
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		<title>By: Liz</title>
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		<dc:creator>Liz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 01:15:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Shauna, you&#039;re so right, I should develop some rituals. Mike is not a festive season kind of guy, so it shall take some figuring out. I wish I could have you guys round for Christmas, that would be perfect.

I am thankful for the wonderful and diverse people in my life. It&#039;s kind of baffling that I have such wonderful people around, on multiple continents. I am thankful that we have this opportunity, to be here. I am thankful for a wonderful sweetheart who supports me in so many ways. I am thankful for a roof over our heads and enough to eat and be frivolous. And I am thankful of other things too, but I should get back to work :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Shauna, you&#8217;re so right, I should develop some rituals. Mike is not a festive season kind of guy, so it shall take some figuring out. I wish I could have you guys round for Christmas, that would be perfect.</p>
<p>I am thankful for the wonderful and diverse people in my life. It&#8217;s kind of baffling that I have such wonderful people around, on multiple continents. I am thankful that we have this opportunity, to be here. I am thankful for a wonderful sweetheart who supports me in so many ways. I am thankful for a roof over our heads and enough to eat and be frivolous. And I am thankful of other things too, but I should get back to work :)</p>
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		<title>By: Leonard</title>
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		<dc:creator>Leonard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 23:46:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hope that you have a happy Thanksgiving in your new home, Liz.  I, too, am physically distant from family during Thanksgiving and Easter.  I know that among the things I am most thankful for this year are my new friends from Clarion, and this experience we shared, that seems to keep on deepening, and bearing new fruit.  (I can mix metaphors with the best of &#039;em.)  Although we are scattered across all of North America (and Ireland), I feel connected with and grateful for you all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hope that you have a happy Thanksgiving in your new home, Liz.  I, too, am physically distant from family during Thanksgiving and Easter.  I know that among the things I am most thankful for this year are my new friends from Clarion, and this experience we shared, that seems to keep on deepening, and bearing new fruit.  (I can mix metaphors with the best of &#8216;em.)  Although we are scattered across all of North America (and Ireland), I feel connected with and grateful for you all.</p>
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		<title>By: Liz</title>
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		<dc:creator>Liz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 21:34:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That sounds wonderful. I shall look up at the stars and think of you and all my Clarion buddies (if the cloud cover leaves). I do miss the stars of home, the Southern Cross and how bright they were. I just haven&#039;t seen that many stars since coming here.

All the ways to love a thing indeed :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That sounds wonderful. I shall look up at the stars and think of you and all my Clarion buddies (if the cloud cover leaves). I do miss the stars of home, the Southern Cross and how bright they were. I just haven&#8217;t seen that many stars since coming here.</p>
<p>All the ways to love a thing indeed :)</p>
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		<title>By: Shauna Roberts</title>
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		<dc:creator>Shauna Roberts</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 21:32:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hope you can develop some new rituals this year and feel settled next year at holiday time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hope you can develop some new rituals this year and feel settled next year at holiday time.</p>
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		<title>By: Nicole</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nicole</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 21:20:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your summer Christmas sounds so odd and so glorious to me. Especially the bit about front porches because, in a weird way, I always associate this time of year with back porches. Particularly, that bizarre, in-betweeny feeling you get when you leave the warm, constantly moving party and stand out underneath the black sky (and the stars look so sharp when it gets cold) and your cheeks are still flushed but your breath makes clouds in the air. Oh, all the ways there are to love a thing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your summer Christmas sounds so odd and so glorious to me. Especially the bit about front porches because, in a weird way, I always associate this time of year with back porches. Particularly, that bizarre, in-betweeny feeling you get when you leave the warm, constantly moving party and stand out underneath the black sky (and the stars look so sharp when it gets cold) and your cheeks are still flushed but your breath makes clouds in the air. Oh, all the ways there are to love a thing.</p>
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