People will love you. People will hate you. And none of it will have to do with you.
~ Abraham Hicks
Abundance
Tao in the world is like a river flowing home to the sea.
~ Lau Tzu.
Tao Te Ching
Reflection
Sometimes a photo says it all.
Iris
Irises are my favorite of all flowers. A beautiful thing about irises is you always know when you are looking at one and yet they are all different and express themselves in their own unique way. What if humans learned to do that truly? To be beautiful? To love themselves and be free to bloom with all the markings, colors, and beauty possible? Would we still question and hurt one another with judgements and stories for being our unique selves? Would we fight for our place in the garden or just be?
