'nightfall'
“The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.” - Marcus Aurelius

'nightfall'

“The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.” - Marcus Aurelius

trumpeter swans
“When we walk slowly, the world can fully appear. Not only are the creatures not frightened away by our haste or aggression, but the fine detail of fern and flower, or devastation and disruption, becomes visible. Many of us hurry along because we do not want to see what is really going on in and around us. We are afraid to let our senses touch the body of suffering or the body of beauty.”   -Joan Halifax

trumpeter swans

“When we walk slowly, the world can fully appear. Not only are the creatures not frightened away by our haste or aggression, but the fine detail of fern and flower, or devastation and disruption, becomes visible. Many of us hurry along because we do not want to see what is really going on in and around us. We are afraid to let our senses touch the body of suffering or the body of beauty.”   -Joan Halifax

wild rose
"A flower blossoms for its own joy."  -Oscar Wilde

wild rose

"A flower blossoms for its own joy."  -Oscar Wilde

moonset on Silver Lake, NW Wisconsin
“The moon is full and the lake lies still and lovely — this place is like heaven — and I am in love with life.”   -Margaret Mead

moonset on Silver Lake, NW Wisconsin

“The moon is full and the lake lies still and lovely — this place is like heaven — and I am in love with life.”   -Margaret Mead

Asclepias tuberosa, orange butterfly weed
“If, then, I were asked for the most important advice I could give, that which I considered to be the most useful to the men of our century, I should simply say: in the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.”   -Leo Tolstoy, Essays, Letters and Miscellanies  

Asclepias tuberosa, orange butterfly weed

“If, then, I were asked for the most important advice I could give, that which I considered to be the most useful to the men of our century, I should simply say: in the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.”   -Leo Tolstoy, Essays, Letters and Miscellanies  

 Lake Atitlan village, Guatemala
“If you can’t find God in the next person you meet, it’s a waste of time looking for him anywhere else.”   - Gandhi

 Lake Atitlan village, Guatemala

“If you can’t find God in the next person you meet, it’s a waste of time looking for him anywhere else.”   - Gandhi

sunlight on lupine
“I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the astonishing light of your own being.”   -Hafiz 

sunlight on lupine

“I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the astonishing light of your own being.”   -Hafiz 

  “Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.”    -John Muir 

  “Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.”    -John Muir 

 blue birds, femaie and immature
"Each day has a story to - deserves to be told, because we are made of stories. I mean, scientists say that human beings are made of atoms, but a little bird told me that we are also made of stories."  -Eduardo Galeano

 blue birds, femaie and immature

"Each day has a story to - deserves to be told, because we are made of stories. I mean, scientists say that human beings are made of atoms, but a little bird told me that we are also made of stories."  -Eduardo Galeano

Royal Catchfly (Silene regia)
“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”    -Jane Austen

Royal Catchfly (Silene regia)

“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”    -Jane Austen