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Beauty of BeginningsDaily contemplations + Pacific Ocean Sunrises
For a world with a future
I hope to see a book from you of daily meditations with your brilliant photos. You are one of the most compelling thought leaders I know.
Thank you for your work.
Cherie ClarkÂ
Composting dark age thinking
Composting dark age thinking. The second law of thermodynamics, entropy, states that we are moving as Universe towards disorder and breakdown, eventually to non-existence of Universe.
What kind of thinking?
What kind of thinking? says it is OK to let people in countries suffer while we wealthy smirk our way to health and open economies?
May the Force be with you
May the Force be with you. It is time perhaps we compost our addiction to the hero. That we tap into our own Force, our own field, clean it up, fill it with love, which is infinite
Wild adventures and heartbreak
Wild adventures and heartbreak. Learning that in the Cook Islands, the fish are gone, fished out, the coral has been ravaged by crown of thorns starfish and ocean acidity
Belonging is an inner affair
Belonging is an inner affair. The hardest journey we make is the journey home to self. To embrace all those aspects of self we have spent a life time shunning.
How to partner without anyone losing a single particle of their own light
How to partner without anyone losing a single particle of their own light. He has become my fierce protector. Unafraid to challenge me. Patient. Tender. Thoughtful.
Beauty of Beginnings is my attempt to capture life and contemplation in its sweet and sometimes painful moments.
I write them to inspire the infinite possibility we can create when we work together synergistically
I write them to challenge my own thinking – we all need that.
I write them to connect to you, to create a wholehearted invitation to move towards Syntropy
I write them as an expression of the very frontier I am on. Never perfect. Always curious. Constantly humbled by beauty and love.
Beauty will save the world. Without beauty we are naught. Towards beauty we bow.