Meditations
On being in the moment vs past and future
You gaze up the tunnel of white light, lost in its beauty. The brilliance gives way to swirls of every colour, all at once. It calls to you, warms you, calms you, invites you to rise, to meet it.
You gaze up the tunnel of white light, lost in its beauty. The brilliance gives way to swirls of every colour, all at once. It calls to you, warms you, calms you, invites you to rise, to meet it.
Pharrell, to my ears, does not sound particularly happy singing his song "Happy." It has me musing that the song dives deeper than it first seems.