Monday, April 2, 2012
the colors of my dreams
This was the last picture I took during this past weekend's mountain-zen trip. It was a long overdue trip meant for rest and relaxation. I did a lot of drinking in the colors around me; the colors that brighten the sometimes (lately, often) dull-gray moments of the daily grind.
These are the colors my dreams are made of...
It's nice to leave home base and find a place to catch your breath.
It's nice to survey your daily routine from a different perspective.
Distance can often give us the opportunity to accept new bits of wisdom: it gives us new eyes to see with, new ears to hear with...maybe even a new heart to feel with.
I am thankful for this opportunity to recharge (because I also did a lot of sleeping); and it was nice to have a whole weekend of brilliant colors to enjoy, whether I was awake or asleep.
Posted by J. A. Busfield at 11:33 PM