When do you ever see pictures of the underside of a butterfly? Usually it’s the top view or from the side with the wings folded together. The underside, too, is sweet, especially because we can see the delicate legs clinging to the flower.
The seasons change no matter how humans are behaving. Grieving for all the nameless suffering and for a couple of friends who have died very recently. Please be kind with your tender hearts.
Here’s a bit of beauty.
I have never understand why some work hard to eradicate clover from their lawns (lawns being for the most part an ecological travesty) when an expanse of clover is so beautiful and easy.
How much of our strength and energy can be and is wasted by forcing conformity to notions of how things are supposed to be or look instead of what is nurturing and free.
Where could you shift away from preconceived/externally imposed ideas of what you should do or how you should be and instead bring your precious time, energy, and unique gifts to foster more growth and bring yourself and those around you more health and happiness?
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
