Stephen sits in front of my computer translating the squiggles into words.
He translates email almost as well as he does poetry. Neither makes sense to me. What I love is his patience, as he reads it again, slowly, and this time I understand.
I didn't know I liked poetry until I heard Stephen re-reading my emails.


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Dear Ms. Katie,
Thank you for saving my 17 years of marriage with "I need your love its that true?" I read your book in a mountain Inn as I was ready to leave my husband.
I cried and realized it was all me.
Just to let you know that we are happy married because I have changed.
We have only one child and she is 14 years of age. I found myself needing to do The Work in helping me with raising a teen daughter. Can yo write a book about that, why is so different when working with my own child?
Thanks and God bless you.
Posted by Doris | April 30, 2009 12:18 PM
Posted on April 30, 2009 12:18
Beloved Katie,
It was such a joy to come to the seminar in London. I came because I love your work and most of all, I came because I love you and with your help, I can see that I love you because I love myself. When you came onto the stage, and cast your wondrous truth seeing eyes upon the audience, I could not contain my joy, love bursts its gorgeous banks and I had to shout out, "We love you, Katie". Actually the words were inadequate, but they suffice that morning given the situation. I love your books but must confess "A Thousand Names For Joy" is my favourite and I love the timeless wisdom that I can drink in again and again and it always stays fresh and new no matter how many times I read the book. I love it! God Bless You, dearest Katie as you bless us. With Love and Blessings, Ocean
Posted by Ocean WhiteHawk | February 26, 2009 1:04 AM
Posted on February 26, 2009 01:04