Our thoughts are just passing by, They can be small and kind or create a big storm. But they always change and pass, always in motion. Impermanence. The sky behind never changes though. It remains there. It remains HERE. Unmoved by what is happening on the surface. Always still. Waiting for the storm to pass….
We often tend to take for granted all that we have in our lives. Our health, our home, our family, food in our plates, roof over our heads. And then we always try to get more and more and more. Somehow what we have is never enough. But sometimes something comes and takes it…
We can change and choose our thoughts.
The power of the Word. What does one word mean when all is meaningless when words like thoughts are just ideas floating on clouds made of thin air with no beginning and no ending. What does one word mean when we are all day bombarded by random texts by thousand words we catch here and…
I am a woman but being a woman is not who I am
I will not forget to help everyone remember who they really are.
What did you find beautiful today?
What is the meaning of life? Is it the incessant quest for a future dream object? The daily building of a future security? A working path towards retirement? The search for the happy ending of ever after? Or is it more noticing what is already there, what we already have and don’t really need what…
A beautiful mindful poem by R.Wiley