Walk, to bring to a stop.
Trees belong on our streets and in forests. They make great neighbours. Let's rest our tired backs on them. They won't complain and they will help lighten our care-wearied hearts.
Author: kyobiblog
She trembled.
She trembled is a post about the Earth and our dependence on it. It is a request to wake up and take notice. To pause heedless development, and the pursuit of un-grounded realities. It is a reminder to reciprocate. The sign is in the skies. God rests beneath our feet.
What’s in-sight?
Human potential is incredible. This is exemplified by Sariputta and Mahamoggallana, the two chief disciples of Gautama Buddha. They directed their potential towards purity and goodness. I hoped to be inspired.
When you need a friend.
Umang Tiwari. This post is a tribute to him. His creative inclination, his willingness to learn, and his desire to prove himself in a world that can be too harsh sometimes. Learning difficulties have not thwarted this teenage boy's courage. He struggles and yet he tries--this is not an incapacity, it's a rare capacity. Good luck Umang and thank you for inspiring me.
Against the grain.
Circuity (lack of straightforwardness) has little to do with the system and has more to do with the people behind it. Can it be that AI might choose better representatives of the democratic system than we have done so far? Possibly, maybe.
Watchful
A grandiose view is not necessarily a complete view, and the view from behind a window pane might be an obstructed view. Let's step outside the glass house.
Authentic
"Everything you will ever experience in life is within your own body and your own mind." - Prof. Yuval Noah Harari.
Get those gloves on, or send an email.
Our shoreline can be clean and waste can reduce, while companies, researchers, and scientists try and develop more natural packaging solutions, and the government tries to enforce bans, we the citizens can get those gloves on and get conscious about what and how we consume, not blindly driven by pleasure or convenience, and not justified by our intellect, but with honest consideration.
Here I am. I am here.
What do we think of when we think of home? A place where we have bonds, a place where we connect with our joy. An inuit may desire a warmer climate, but will that make it home? It's about what transpires in that place-the bonds, the assimilation, the feeling of belonging. These are rarely ever offered by a place, they are generated by what we bring to the place and how we respond to what occurs there. We may move locations frequently in a global world, but let's not leave it to the heart's fancy to decide which one is home. Let's make every place we live in home.
Elementary when understood.
Divisiveness begins with seeing ourselves as unique and separate. Can a more fundamental view be applied to our personal and collective reality, one that breaks the barriers? In this photo blog, I am exploring the unity, reciprocity, and coexistence of the elements in all things created.
