Monday, March 24, 2014


It occurred to me that this beautiful old wooden table from India was once a lovely tree whose branches reached to the sun, whose leaves danced in the breeze and whose roots reached into the earth for moisture. And I realized that there was a time, certainly long ago that a small seed made its way into the soil and burst forth with life.
I will exercise deeper looking at the things around me... for everything is wondrous.

1 comment:

  1. I so enjoyed this quiet shared moment - this lovely reverie on a table and tree - a moment of "ordinary everyday life" illuminated with extraspecial wonder. Thank you, Sieglinde, and for this lovely site that so delights the senses as well as the spirit! from Shirley