Yet though the music of the heart may grow faint, there is in each of us an unprotected place that beauty can always reach out and touch.
When the mind is festering with trouble of the heart torn, we can find healing among the silence of the mountains or fields, or listen to the simple steady rhythm of waves.
The slowness and stillness take us over …
When serenity is restored, new perspectives open to us and difficulty can begin to seem like an invitation to new growth… the heart of vision is shaped by the state of the soul. When soul is alive to beauty, we begin to see life in a fresh and vital way … When we beautify our gaze, the grace of hidden beauty becomes our joy and sanctuary.
Finding beauty in the everyday …sightings.
“When we beautify our gaze, the grace of hidden beauty becomes our joy and sanctuary.”