My life is pleasantly dotted with new old leaves. It seems that each one can feel like a surprise. It is in the way of leaves that time beautifully falls all around us.
I find that the details in planning on a personal level seem to be taking on an entirely new shape. All things are always relevant yet the specifics are unnecessary. Sometimes we miss planned features and gravitate towards fountains. Where I think I'm headed is not necessarily as important as the intention and open expectations needed for being present as each moment rises anew. Glimmering night lights glow beautifully on the waters--no intentions, simple beauty.
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