We do not earn love through giving; neither do we pay for the gifts we receive with an offering of love. Love is strangely independent of those acts and we are freed in recognising this truth. In our deepest selves we give, not to receive love in return, but out of a greater love for the world and for ourselves. We give, not merely from compassion, but in order to discover and offer up the best that is possible within us and to fulfil our deepest creative impulses. Thus are we showered in the blessings of countless benefactors, known and unimagined. We give to Life. We give to the eternal question of our creative being.
Introduction
"Only that day dawns to which we are awake," wrote Thoreau. This blog, in words and pictures, is my attempt to be awake: to be alive to the mystery of life. It is an exercise in gratitude and wonder, and an open invitation to beauty. Archives
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