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Eh

Earth, without art, is just 'Eh'

Earth, without art, is just ‘Eh’

White stars rise and fallin an instance,as foamy pillowy wavescrash and recede.I hear the beating of the ocean’s heart –steady and constant,loud and silent.Each moment slides into the next,pouring light and wonderinto my throbbing heart.Like a lover’s kissthat is slow… Continue Reading →

Getting to Know Myself and The World Around Me Through Photography

Story by Brandyce During a brief time in my life, I naively thought I’d be racing up the corporate ladder in a large media corporation in my hometown of NYC—making my way through the cut-throat world of marketing, public relations,… Continue Reading →

Beach clean up – Clifton, South Africa

“It seemed like an endless sea of garbage. We don’t solve the problem doing this, we make a dent in the problem.” – Down to Earth with Zac Efron

Always Coming Home

“When I take you to the Valley, you’ll see the blue hills on the left and the blue hills on the right, the rainbow and the vineyards under the rainbow late in the rainy season, and maybe you’ll say, “There it is, that’s it!” But I’ll say. “A little farther.” We’ll go on, I hope, and you’ll see the roofs of the little towns and the hillsides yellow with wild oats, a buzzard soaring and a woman singing by the shadows of a creek in the dry season, and maybe you’ll say, “Let’s stop here, this is it!” But I’ll say, “A little farther yet.” We’ll go on, and you’ll hear the quail calling on the mountain by the springs of the river, and looking back you’ll see the river running downward through the wild hills behind, below, and you’ll say, “Isn’t that the Valley?” And all I will be able to say is “Drink this water of the spring, rest here awhile, we have a long way yet to go and I can’t go without you.”  - Ursula K. Le Guin

“When I take you to the Valley, you’ll see the blue hills on the left and the blue hills on the right, the rainbow and the vineyards under the rainbow late in the rainy season, and maybe you’ll say, “There… Continue Reading →

I did not know how much pain there was in my heartuntil you put a bandage on it.And white light came streaming through,just like Rumi said,before bursting into rainbow coloursand making this soul whole again.And tears of gratitude fell through… Continue Reading →

Give yourself permission to be creative

“There’s no path until you walk it.” – Ethan Hawke

Garden chimes

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