Monday morning. Office hours. Different notes scribbled on different sizes of papers, scattered chaotically all over my desk, directing me to the things that needed to be done. ‘Quickly,’
screamed the little perfectionist in me, ‘Quickly, do it all NOW’.
My mind felt kind of frantic this morning. There were...
Every year when nature is changing towards the scarcity and loneliness of winter, and the landscape is showing its bone structure, I start
looking closer to what’s going on around me and inside of me. It seems like my awareness becomes as sharp as nature in the changing season of fall to winter.