I’m partial to black and white.
It’s tidy, for one, which i love.
I can think straight with black and white.
But my favourite thing about it is that it makes other things come to life.
Colours, of course, but also thoughts, ideas, faces light up within a black and white landscape. You notice things when the stuff around them settles down.
It’s been very colourless around here lately, which is nice and polite of the weather, as it has given other things the chance to shine.
I’m thinking about honour lately.
:Living from the heart in the spirit of honouring ourselves, each other.
Stepping out of fear, reactivity. Heart-living instead.
I’ve also been thinking about crows. Their everywhere-ness, their genius, their memory. How good they look against snowy backgrounds:)
What are you thinking about?