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"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." - Anais Nin
Long ago when I used to smoke and perm my hair, I pondered and still do ponder life.
Bound by the senses I nonetheless hold tremendous hope that one day we will learn leaps more about the nature of existence. Our imaginations and curiosity will break through with better ideas which perhaps already whisper within, urging us onward.
The clouds aren't spilling their secrets and for some reality is in their phones more so than the scenes at their feet that wave from right in front of them.
Because they're so common, it's easy to become blind to the wonders that surround and engulf us and perhaps blind us even to some of life's answers.
Yet contemplation persists and is humankind's gift for which I am grateful. So to those who celebrate gratitude today, I wish you a peaceful, enlightening Thanksgiving.
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Love those photos of remembered scenes!
ReplyDeletePowerful message today! :) I love the photo of you from younger days :)
ReplyDeleteAs an overriding statement, I think we have lost touch with the natural world and our part in it. We have declared ourselves into a belief that we are superior and able to sublimate other organisms and the forces of the universe, and we are about to pay a very heavy price for that arrogance.
ReplyDeleteLove the perm - I had something similar then.
ReplyDeleteA great photo and essay about our life today and path to a better future. I love your poem.
ReplyDeleteGreat sky.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you've connected Anaïs Nin's quote to your own experiences and reflections. Beautiful photos!
ReplyDeletereally interesting
ReplyDeleteThat was a popular style-permed hair that is. I wonder if anyone does that anymore. Lovely views too. It looks like you had a great day out by the water.
ReplyDeleteLife is so mysterious and surprising, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteLovely
ReplyDeleteGood thoughts to consider, while enjoying your photos of beauty!
ReplyDeletePondering our place in time and space is mystical. The seed is a powerful image. Our younger selves are the seeds of our becoming and growth never ceases.
ReplyDeleteI love this first photo and quote. A lovely blog post, thank you for sharing with FFO and have a nice weekend.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of the tidal moon involved when we hesitate.
ReplyDeleteLove the first line...do we know more than we realize..or conversely less than we think... also great pic of yourself...
ReplyDeleteYour posts always cheer me up! I love your clever poem - such delicious imagery and deep thoughts - Jae
ReplyDelete'Long ago when I used to smoke and perm my hair, I pondered and still do ponder life.' Me too, on all counts! I love the intriguing questions in your poem, and the fact that as time goes on some things are answered.
ReplyDeleteLove the photos and words.
ReplyDeleteThere is magic in everything you share ~~~ thank you for that. Enjoy December and everything it brings.
ReplyDeleteContemplative post and photos ~ It is all beautiful ~ simplicity is my choice ~ hugs,
ReplyDeleteWishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
clm ~ A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Seeds grow and know not why. I like that image. Now I'm picturing a bit of grass growing in a bit of soil on a limestone cliff, asking "Why? Why me?"
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...Maria, we all have hidden parts of our personalities.I glad to hear that you no longer smoke, good for us!!!
ReplyDeleteThought provoking Maria and a beautiful poem. I always love your images. So nice to see you. Long ago I used to perm my hair and smoke but back then I didn't know anyone who didn't smoke. Tell a fib, my sister didn't because she had bronchial issues.
ReplyDeleteLove the poem, and the photo of you.
ReplyDeleteYou cast magical food for thought to the strangeness of our existence, Maria. I’m biased, and I’d be more so than I think; I keep it in mind to see things. I love these photos of the sky with clouds where I’ve believed simple truth exists. Somewhere in that blue sky, you’ll I hear the sound of the waves.
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