From a stone, I learned the art of remaining still.
From a river, I learned the art of remaining in flow.
From a falling leaf, I learned the art of remaining detached.
From a breeze, I learned the art of remaining gentle.
From a mountain, I learned the art of remaining strong.
From a gentle raindrop, I learned the art of remaining calm.
From a seed, I learned the art of remaining patient.
From a caterpillar, I learned the art of remaining persistent.
From a seashell, I learned the art of remaining open.
From a tree, I learned the art of remaining grounded.
From a drifting cloud, I learned the art of remaining free.
From a modest flower, I learned the art of remaining humble.
From a forest, I learned the art of remaining regenerative.
From a butterfly, I learned the art of remaining graceful.
From a snowflake, I learned the art of remaining unique.
And from a flame, I learned the art of remaining passionate.
Author Tahlia Hunter
Art: Sarah Jarrett
Comments
falling leaves end up rotting into the soil where they get recycled by nature… the cycle of detachment is complete with detachment from detachment, where return to the whole and true engagement can occur…
I am so happy to see you Chris..
😊 🙏
thanks Eva ! i hope you're well…
time seems scarce, and i'm often on the run… yet i'm typically not very far if you need to see me...
these days i'm expanding my web presence, and posting regularly on newer platforms, such as Mastodon, Pixelfed, Threads and Bluesky... i mostly post old things though, as i get new creations ready... but i hope to be able to resume sharing original contents soon, including on Moondance and a few other Ning sites still active...
best wishes ! ☀️
p.s. (by the way if you, or Moondance, would like an invite code for Bluesky, i have a few to spare...)
thanks, I'm in Bluesky, but a code would be nice for Moondance, what do you think?
i'll send you one via a direct message here...