The tendency for us to look at things too deeply can be equal parts a blessing and a curse. Of course, it can be a sign of approaching this life like a philosopher . . . always looking to see further into the heart of any matter.
What a lovely reminder and beautiful photos and poem. Beautiful.
Thanks Tracy. I really appreciate that.
The photographs are beautiful as is the meditations, but that poem? Exquisite, evocative.
Thank you, Patris. Much appreciated.
As a “thinker” I am always trying to find that balance of too much thinking and just the right amount of non-thinking.
I am much the same as that too. Both with thinking, and feeling!
Wow. This is wonderful
Thanks a lot. Much appreciated.
Lovely!
Thank you :)
Sometimes simplicity is better, thank you for the reminder. The poem is just gorgeous.
…the poem reminded me of Arundhati Roy’s ‘The God of Small Things’…
Thank you for reading, Jenn. :)
Comprehend the simple, one word love is a complex meditation.
Wonderful, thank you George
Thanks for reading, April.
What a lovely reminder and beautiful photos and poem. Beautiful.
Thanks Tracy. I really appreciate that.
The photographs are beautiful as is the meditations, but that poem? Exquisite, evocative.
Thank you, Patris. Much appreciated.
As a “thinker” I am always trying to find that balance of too much thinking and just the right amount of non-thinking.
I am much the same as that too. Both with thinking, and feeling!
Wow. This is wonderful
Thanks a lot. Much appreciated.
Lovely!
Thank you :)
Sometimes simplicity is better, thank you for the reminder. The poem is just gorgeous.
…the poem reminded me of Arundhati Roy’s ‘The God of Small Things’…
Thank you for reading, Jenn. :)
Comprehend the simple, one word love is a complex meditation.
Wonderful, thank you George
Thanks for reading, April.