Wishes

Periods of silence begin when I grow unsure of the changes occurring around me. They grow as they will until I decide that silence is not what I wish to grow. I find comfort in simple observations of shading, contrast, and bending to see different things, to grow differently, and to know what the difference means.


I'm wishing my wishes and seeing how their vibrations take form. Life will never cease to surprise me and for that I am thankful.


I let patterns present themselves and I cannot argue with the nature of the moment. I observe that transitions are infinite when we choose to have a feather for a heart and eyes set on inner light. I will shine, I will sing, and I will wish the many wishes that enrich the present ever enveloped in all time at once.

Life

I wish to die knowing that I took a fleeting instant of eternity and fashioned from it a lifetime.
- Robert Brault

A Belief in the Ever-Present Possibility

'We should recover a sense of malleability behind what is built.'
- Alain de Botton: Architecture of Happiness