Monday, 9 January 2012

Being seen, and being realised.

One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name. Separate yourself from the wall, Become everything you want.

A friend told me this while we wriggled our toes in the sand and gazed out to sea. At the centre of the wisdom in her words is a rooted necessity: know your own name, and know yourself; the glorious life begins there...

Art by Georgie Bissel. Canvas: Tyler Parkes.

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