Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Daily Practice 229/365

Title: "The genesis of thought"
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Clouds are a wonderful metaphor for the impermanence of thoughts. Clouds arise, they coalesce, they tear apart; they suddenly appear and then drift away. The sky is no more defined by clouds than we are defined by our thoughts. Lying beneath our thoughts are the intangible properties that make us who we are; we are rarely sure what those properties are. Beneath, above and around the clouds is the sky, which is has a strong pull on our beings, in an way that can only be hinted at with words, that belies the definitions of what sky is put forward by science.


J. M. Golding said...

So very true, and so beautifully expressed in both image and words.

ER said...

I must agree. I have just caught up with your blog, Paul. Looking over two months of your inspiring words and images has been a real treat for me, and a wonderful way to start my day. Thank you for sharing your gifts with us.

Paul said...

Thank you both so much for your kind words