It’s all temporary. Nothing is worth taking seriously. It’s all fleeting and will soon return to the Source—to TaoGodHer.
I thought the above as I walked through the parking lot to pick up some supplies. I know it sounds morbid, but when you live forever, you learn to appreciate these little moments—these little things.
Recognizing my eternity while observing the temporary. How can one not see the Beauty?
The Joy of Eternal Being… I’m finding it to be an excellent practice.