“Honouring this beautiful, blue planet that dispenses with open arms; the air we breath, the water we are made of, the fire that blazes in our bellies, and the guardians of this planet that watch over us.” Natasha Musing
“Not all those who wander are lost.” – J.R. Tolkein “Travel is the bridge between you and everything.” – Rumi
“The spring wakes us, nurtures us, and revitalises us. How often does your spring come? If you are a prisoner of the calendar, it comes once a year. If you are creating authentic power, it comes frequently, or very frequently.” —Gary Zukav, spiritual mentor and author
Be at Ease Today’s gentle breeze, Is a reminder to be at ease. With life’s follies and demands.
“It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon… I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals, or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.” – Oriah Mountain Dreamer , The Invitation
“We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.” – Anton Chekhov
“Earth” without “Art” is just “eh”. – Demetri Martin
The Harris family is on a much awaited road trip to the mountains. Amidst the Winding roads, giggly twins, the eighteen year-old plays Watermelon Sugar on a loop. Mrs. Harris lovingly passes around the cookies and sandwiches; she has meticulously packed. Mr. Harris deftly steers his van to the much awaited destination. The breathtaking snow peaks gleam against the golden light. As they savour the view and the crisp mountain air, the radio splutters back to life. A grim…
“Sometimes I think that the point of birdwatching is not the actual seeing of the birds, but the cultivation of patience. Of course, each time we set out, there’s a certain amount of expectation we’ll see something, maybe even a species we’ve never seen before, and that it will fill us with light. But even if we don’t see anything remarkable – and sometimes that happens – we come home filled with light anyway.” ― Lynn Thomson, Birding…
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky” Rabindranath Tagore