This is the real secret of life — to be completely engaged with what you are doing in the here and now. And instead of calling it work, realise it is play. The only thing that is ultimately real about your journey is the step that you are taking at this moment. That’s all there ever is. I’m here to tell you that the path to peace is right there, when you want to get away. When you are present, you can allow the mind to be as it is without getting entangled in it. If you miss the present moment, you miss your appointment with life. That is very serious!
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Bright flowers, whose home is everywhere
Bold in maternal nature’s care
And all the long year through the heir
Of joy and sorrow,
Methinks that there abides in thee
Some concord with humanity,
Given to no other flower I see
The forest through.
- William Wordsworth
Acrylic on primed canvas panel – 9″ × 12″
Some left-over blue paint from my palette when I did the lighthouse. I couldn't just waste the paint so I was off on a new adventure again with my acrylics!
Two daisies from my garden (Tarlton, Gauteng, South Africa) in a blue bottle on my kitchen table.