- Published on
Some times we look at things the same way, for so long, we forget that they can be looked at in a new way.
Yesterday my daughter took the small rise tinted Buddha from the table by me bed, and moved it to a new location.
The new view: light filled, illuminated, Divine, perfect, glorious, is here.
Move something today: an object, or perhaps even an old idea.
Look at it in a new light.
Yesterday my daughter took the small rise tinted Buddha from the table by me bed, and moved it to a new location.
The new view: light filled, illuminated, Divine, perfect, glorious, is here.
Move something today: an object, or perhaps even an old idea.
Look at it in a new light.