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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
This day will never come again
And I sit, hair wet from the ocean swim, bare feet, happily fatigued after a long run.
A new day gets her groove on.
This day will never come again.
Enchantment isn’t the absence of reality
Enchantment isn’t the absence of reality. Enchantment connects us to the metaphysical gravity that holds our world together. To the space between.
The birds sing no matter what my mood
The birds sing no matter what my mood.
And the tree bears witness to the arc of time that stills my current painful episode, reminding me again that this too will pass.
Time for the Declaration of Human Responsibility to counterbalance and make honest the Declaration of Human Rights
Time for the Declaration of Human Responsibility to counterbalance and make honest the Declaration of Human Rights.
Start with love
Each time I get up and choose again. And each time, because of the magnificent kindness of most people, the choice is obvious.
Start with love, kindness, decency, respect.
Our first lie
Our first lie.
When we were young, it left our mouths with sharp edges, disturbing the fabric of our identity.
An inner voice, our personal Jiminy Cricket, or perhaps a sense of unease, wanted to be attended to.
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.