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		Comment on Breiter als das Licht by Roland		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/06/22/breiter-als-das-licht/#comment-8501</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Roland]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2026 17:13:51 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/06/22/breiter-als-das-licht/#comment-8447&quot;&gt;Terry Pottinger&lt;/a&gt;.

Dear Terry. I shall keep the metaphor of salt crystals and their transformation close to my heart. It is a very comforting way to visualize how bonds may break, but the force that holds them together is never lost, just transformed for a moment in time. Thank you kindly and from the bottom of my heart.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/06/22/breiter-als-das-licht/#comment-8447">Terry Pottinger</a>.</p>
<p>Dear Terry. I shall keep the metaphor of salt crystals and their transformation close to my heart. It is a very comforting way to visualize how bonds may break, but the force that holds them together is never lost, just transformed for a moment in time. Thank you kindly and from the bottom of my heart.</p>
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		Comment on Beistellwassergedanken by Roland		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/06/28/beistellwassergedanken/#comment-8497</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Roland]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2026 17:08:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/06/28/beistellwassergedanken/#comment-8441&quot;&gt;Terry Pottinger&lt;/a&gt;.

What a beautiful approach to the text, dear Terry! Thank you for sharing this heart warming feedback! Some encounters will not be forgotten... so true!
With all my heart.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/06/28/beistellwassergedanken/#comment-8441">Terry Pottinger</a>.</p>
<p>What a beautiful approach to the text, dear Terry! Thank you for sharing this heart warming feedback! Some encounters will not be forgotten&#8230; so true!<br />
With all my heart.</p>
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		Comment on Breiter als das Licht by Terry Pottinger		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/06/22/breiter-als-das-licht/#comment-8447</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Terry Pottinger]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2026 02:26:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[To me, the salt within the cracks of his hands, tells the story…

And when the salt is gently removed and slowly poured into a small glass — there becomes a pull of attraction between the negative and positive sides of the ocean waters. 

The water’s pull is stronger than the bond holding the salt together, so the salt crystal falls apart piece by piece. Every single separated salt piece goes wrapped in a shield of water molecules so they cannot stick back together. Although, the physical change of the salt is still there, just spread out. When the water dries up (evaporates) the water goes into the air and is joined back together in the form of solid salt crystals. 

Therefore changing the dynamics but not the underlying beauty and depth of the connection. 

Beyond time and space this connection will always be nestled in one of the pockets of his heart to go back to relive and relish in moments of longing. 
It just changes form.<img src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/17.0.2/72x72/2728.png" alt="✨" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To me, the salt within the cracks of his hands, tells the story…</p>
<p>And when the salt is gently removed and slowly poured into a small glass — there becomes a pull of attraction between the negative and positive sides of the ocean waters. </p>
<p>The water’s pull is stronger than the bond holding the salt together, so the salt crystal falls apart piece by piece. Every single separated salt piece goes wrapped in a shield of water molecules so they cannot stick back together. Although, the physical change of the salt is still there, just spread out. When the water dries up (evaporates) the water goes into the air and is joined back together in the form of solid salt crystals. </p>
<p>Therefore changing the dynamics but not the underlying beauty and depth of the connection. </p>
<p>Beyond time and space this connection will always be nestled in one of the pockets of his heart to go back to relive and relish in moments of longing.<br />
It just changes form.✨</p>
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		Comment on Beistellwassergedanken by Terry Pottinger		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/06/28/beistellwassergedanken/#comment-8441</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Terry Pottinger]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2026 01:44:39 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As I read this one way  Tēte-à-tête between a man and a jewel of Nature ~ I saw myself as the jewel waiting to be seen as the gift that I am. What a beautiful moment — one that will not be forgotten easily by both.<img src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/17.0.2/72x72/2728.png" alt="✨" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /> The realism of this moment will not allow it.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As I read this one way  Tēte-à-tête between a man and a jewel of Nature ~ I saw myself as the jewel waiting to be seen as the gift that I am. What a beautiful moment — one that will not be forgotten easily by both.✨ The realism of this moment will not allow it.</p>
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		Comment on Pfützenworte – Wortpfützen by Breiter als das Licht &#124; WiederWerden #8 &#124; Blog		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/27/pfuetzenworte/#comment-5880</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Breiter als das Licht &#124; WiederWerden #8 &#124; Blog]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 07:43:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[[&#8230;] Wie knochentrockene Erde wenn endlich Regen fällt. Willig. Bereit. Tropfen aus der Quelle, getrunken wie Worte aus einem Land ohne Zäune von Scham und Urteil. Worte, bei denen er nie wusste, ob er gerade [&#8230;]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] Wie knochentrockene Erde wenn endlich Regen fällt. Willig. Bereit. Tropfen aus der Quelle, getrunken wie Worte aus einem Land ohne Zäune von Scham und Urteil. Worte, bei denen er nie wusste, ob er gerade [&#8230;]</p>
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		Comment on The flower died in solitude by Breiter als das Licht &#124; WiederWerden #8 &#124; Blog		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/03/17/the-flower-died-in-solitude/#comment-5879</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Breiter als das Licht &#124; WiederWerden #8 &#124; Blog]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 07:32:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[[&#8230;] zwischen Wind und Salz aufzutauchen. ”Ach, Salzflüsterin… zart wie die Blütenblätter einer Pfingstrose…” brummt er in sich hinein und spürt, wie etwas in ihm nachgibt. Wie knochentrockene Erde wenn [&#8230;]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] zwischen Wind und Salz aufzutauchen. ”Ach, Salzflüsterin… zart wie die Blütenblätter einer Pfingstrose…” brummt er in sich hinein und spürt, wie etwas in ihm nachgibt. Wie knochentrockene Erde wenn [&#8230;]</p>
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		Comment on Roasted Almonds by Breiter als das Licht &#124; WiederWerden #8 &#124; Blog		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/16/roasted-almonds/#comment-5878</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Breiter als das Licht &#124; WiederWerden #8 &#124; Blog]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 07:24:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[[&#8230;] Kapitän betrachtet den seltsamen Schatten. Der Duft gerösteter Mandeln scheint für einen Augenblick zwischen Wind und Salz aufzutauchen. ”Ach, Salzflüsterin… zart [&#8230;]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] Kapitän betrachtet den seltsamen Schatten. Der Duft gerösteter Mandeln scheint für einen Augenblick zwischen Wind und Salz aufzutauchen. ”Ach, Salzflüsterin… zart [&#8230;]</p>
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		Comment on Roasted Almonds by Roland		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/16/roasted-almonds/#comment-5702</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Roland]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2026 06:23:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/16/roasted-almonds/#comment-5527&quot;&gt;Terry Pottinger&lt;/a&gt;.

Dearest Terry.
Thank you so much for being with me for a moment, with the scent of roasted almonds and everthing they mean...
Appreciate your feedback so much! 
Looking forward for your thoughts on the other channel of communication.
All the best
Roland]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/16/roasted-almonds/#comment-5527">Terry Pottinger</a>.</p>
<p>Dearest Terry.<br />
Thank you so much for being with me for a moment, with the scent of roasted almonds and everthing they mean&#8230;<br />
Appreciate your feedback so much!<br />
Looking forward for your thoughts on the other channel of communication.<br />
All the best<br />
Roland</p>
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		Comment on Roasted Almonds by Terry Pottinger		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/16/roasted-almonds/#comment-5527</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Terry Pottinger]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2026 21:24:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The ‘spaces’ are where this reader lives in this piece, in the breaths that move slowly through the heart, the longing, the warmth, the closeness. 

What the world cannot hold, the heart does easily, so as not to allow this precious energy to lose one single moment of feeling the sacred connection. 

As the quiet dance between both continues, the earthy fragrance of sweet almonds brings the appetite swirling for more. 

Beautifully written in the only way the heart can ~ through you. 
Thank you, Roland ~ I thoroughly enjoyed this piece.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The ‘spaces’ are where this reader lives in this piece, in the breaths that move slowly through the heart, the longing, the warmth, the closeness. </p>
<p>What the world cannot hold, the heart does easily, so as not to allow this precious energy to lose one single moment of feeling the sacred connection. </p>
<p>As the quiet dance between both continues, the earthy fragrance of sweet almonds brings the appetite swirling for more. </p>
<p>Beautifully written in the only way the heart can ~ through you.<br />
Thank you, Roland ~ I thoroughly enjoyed this piece.</p>
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		Comment on Can You Still Hear Yourself Think? by Roland		</title>
		<link>https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/13/can-you-still-hear-yourself-think/#comment-3322</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Roland]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2026 11:23:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/13/can-you-still-hear-yourself-think/#comment-3286&quot;&gt;Chloe&lt;/a&gt;.

Dear Chloe. Oh... thank you very much for scrolling back, sharing your time and feedback with me. I do appreciate that a lot!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://blog.punctumgallery.ch/2026/04/13/can-you-still-hear-yourself-think/#comment-3286">Chloe</a>.</p>
<p>Dear Chloe. Oh&#8230; thank you very much for scrolling back, sharing your time and feedback with me. I do appreciate that a lot!</p>
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