Struck…

I got ‘struck’ by a selection of ‘lightnings’ lately (again…. story of my life since a while as it seems…), starting with the amazing similarity between what once was an incredibly symbolic  ‘pure imagination’, and now found its match in ‘reality’…:

 

 

 

 

 

 

And then, ‘things close to my Heart and Soul’ started to flow into my attention — struck by stuff to meditate on, so to speak….:

“Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape. ~Bell Hooks

And yes …..:

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep”. Pablo Neruda

EnJoy…..

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