RE-IMAGINING VITILIGO

WHAT'S THE MESSAGE?

Vitiligo is a strange and quirky messenger-guide. It is complex, fascinating and mysterious. It urges me to reinterpret "beautiful," to take better care of myself, and ... is it true that we are all the same under the skin?

The painted messenger is freezing under the cold scrutiny of microscopes and incomprehensible scientific jargon. Let's take her to a warm place, an embrace, where she can speak in safety.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Regarding Your Comments

                            


Dear, wonderful, brave and cherished readers. During these last few years of attending to this blog so sporadically, yet with loving interest each time I do, I check and re-check the settings so that I may hear your voices, too. All to no avail; the comments still remain invisible on the blog.

A couple of days ago a friend more computer savvy than me made the attempt. It seemed to work. We posted a comment -- or we thought we did. It still hasn't shown up, vanished into cyberspace.
You probably think I'm a complete moron, or that I live out way out in the uninhabited desert somewhere. You'd be right on with the desert part, and as for the first, well no, I am not a moron, at least not a complete moron, just a bit unorganized and distracted. When friends do come visit, we're too busy drinking, eating and talking like mad to remember to try and fix, again, my comment-less blog.

All is not lost. I actually got a notice for a comment in my email today !!! YAY!!! Thank you, Anonymous, for your positive words. But do you think I am able to "publish" it on the blog? I pushed all the right buttons, didn't I? But now I'm more motivated than ever. Hang in there, Vitgiligans.

Speaking of buttons ...

 

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