Peace can become a lens through which you see the world. Be it. Live it. Radiate it out. Peace is an inside job ~Wayne Dyer
If you see a dandelion as a weed, you’ll spray it. If you see it as a flower, you’ll draw it close, turn it this way and that, and become lost in the colossal burst of slender golden petals that spew sunshine into the darkest of souls. And so, how many things have we sprayed that could have illuminated our souls if we would have let them be more than what we let them be? ~
Come along, walk with me. Enjoy the beauty, outside and inside.
Spend some time on this image and try to interpret.
When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in Black and white, you photograph their souls!~
When patterns are broken, new worlds emerge. ~Tuli Kupferberg
For Becca’s Sunday Trees
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again ~
Inspired by Becca’s Sunday Trees theme