It goes like this: me thinking, “What’s it all for?/ What’s the bloody point?/ I haven’t done anything I like and I don’t have a clue what to do next/ I’m a completely empty shell.” This lasts two days or so… Then I suddenly notice — apropos of something very minor, like the way a plane crosses the sky, or the smell of trees, or the light in the early evening, or remembering one of my brother’s jokes — that I am thoroughly enjoying myself and completely, utterly glad to be alive. Not one of the questions I asked myself has been answered. Instead, like all good philosophical questions, they’ve just ceased to matter.

~Brian Eno

maybe now is the time to shift…

inquiry for today~ maybe it’s all jsut right….

don’t give up…..

It is only with the heart that one can see rightly;

what is essential is invisible to the eye.

~Antoine De-Saint Exupery