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		<title>The Imprisoned Flame</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 14:11:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I cannot name the misery that I feel at the moment. It has no outright and obvious cause. Just the perpetual draining away of hopes and possibilities. In the months since I was last here, I&#8217;ve been learning to find satisfaction in the simple things that are always with us and cost us nothing. This [...]]]></description>
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		<title>it&#8217;s the quiet ones you have to watch</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2012 19:34:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[She feels like family to me, because she knows me and accepts me as I am and doesn&#8217;t place any expectations on me to be or do something different. We talked over a long lunch recently, about how people often try to put their agenda upon you. I&#8217;ve come to feel that 98% of human [...]]]></description>
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		<title>not my favourite time of year</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2012 18:57:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am really really struggling to get through each day right now. I am medicated, which gives me hope that I didn&#8217;t have a month ago. I think I might be getting some clarity, so maybe I&#8217;m on the up-side of the journey. I am restless now, and want to make changes and fixes to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>greater than the sum of the parts</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2012 11:50:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Art]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[creative block]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Where did September go? It lifted me hugely, with the shifting Autumn light arriving in the mornings &#8211; clear skies, a tinge of chilly freshness in the air&#8230; and then, back to alarm clocks in the morning, sewing labels into uniform, and being tied to the school run twice a day. And, this one really [...]]]></description>
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		<title>in my space</title>
		<link>http://sambrightwell.com/surfacing/2012/09/art/in-my-space/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2012 12:02:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I woke. I read. I took a bath. I am coaxing myself back into my space to make. I organized my table and my workdesk. Cleared some clutter. My love prepared himself to leave the room. All mine today. Without resentment. A gift I cherish. My own space. Now I fuss. A cup of tea [...]]]></description>
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		<title>some words</title>
		<link>http://sambrightwell.com/surfacing/2012/09/writing/some-words/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2012 15:32:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Writing]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I feel trapped, like Sylvia Satterthwaite. Art feels tied up with passion and sensuality. Painting would feel too erotic to begin. Without some privacy to lure my muse into the open. And so it all slips away from me. Weighed down by domesticity and the endless repetition of days. Time passes on. Someone spoke of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>reminding me that what I&#8217;ve got is enough</title>
		<link>http://sambrightwell.com/surfacing/2012/08/life/reminding-me-that-what-ive-got-is-enough/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2012 15:24:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Rubin and I have been hanging out with his cousin, Ben, for a few days, up at my sister&#8217;s place in Essex. This has meant lots of fun male-dominated frolics, with Uncle Chris leading the two younger trouble-makers into adventure. Here they are, side by side, with Rubin doing his Bolt pose. He is obsessed [...]]]></description>
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		<title>honouring the seasons of the soul</title>
		<link>http://sambrightwell.com/surfacing/2012/08/life/honouring-the-seasons-of-the-soul/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2012 21:15:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been so occupied with fresh awareness-es about my recent state of mind that I haven&#8217;t been able to write at all. Awareness is so precious and I&#8217;m so glad of it when it comes. This week the air has changed and I can feel autumn creeping in. And although I always tend to think [...]]]></description>
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		<title>the mountain of who we are</title>
		<link>http://sambrightwell.com/surfacing/2012/08/writing/the-mountain-of-who-we-are/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2012 21:51:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Writing]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Julia Cameron]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[self-love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[self-worth]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[The Sound of Paper]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[therapy]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I am looking back at what I wrote a few posts ago, just before I started to think about &#8216;being real&#8217;&#8230;. and I can&#8217;t believe how buttoned-up and phoney I was being. I knew I was feeling flat, but trying to paper over the cracks just won&#8217;t cut it when you write. How had I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>everything&#8217;s going to be all right</title>
		<link>http://sambrightwell.com/surfacing/2012/08/life/everythings-going-to-be-all-right/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2012 23:25:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>sam brightwell</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://sambrightwell.com/surfacing/?p=430</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I woke with a clearer heart. Feeling stronger. I measure my courage for the day by my desire to keep house. Without much hesitation, I got the hoover out this morning. And not because someone had spilled cracker crumbs around the table, or incense ash by the fireplace. Just because my desire to keep house [...]]]></description>
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