What a wild, beautiful ride of a reflection! I felt like I was right there with you, dodging falling trees, and wading through the blurry snapshots we all take of reality. Your words explore so many layers of experience and insight, from the simple to the cosmic. I especially love how you weave empathy, vulnerability, and humor into each piece you write. I always start reading and laughing and finish reading contemplating the meaning of love once again💫 Thank you for sharing this wild flow of thoughts, feelings, and poetry. I hope your head feels better, I know a fallen tree can be painful 😂 I will definitely keep dancing through it all! And Aphrodite was my favorite goddess growing up too🤍
Feeling seen is such a treasure... and being seen so precisely, so accurately, by such a precious soul as you are... it's magic. I'm floating high above the clouds... you are a magical heart. 🤍
Now, I just hope I don't fall from the clouds ... it's only 45,000 feet, and I have no parachute.
Run run run...escape!!...I'm falling in free fall !!!🪂
Thank you, deeply and sincerely, for always being here, Nadia, as you are, a star, a fairy, an angel 🙏✨
Your idea about blurry photos and how we interpret things is so relatable. Do you think that blurry camera view can sometimes help us appreciate the beauty of the moment more? 😊
I think...we can appreciate the beauty of the moment when we don't judge, when we don't divide reality into concepts (this is ugly, this is pretty), and when we accept reality—this moment—as it is.
This is impossible unless you are a baby or are dead. Otherwise, our mind is always dividing reality into concepts and thoughts. This is what I call a blurry camera. A blurry camera that often makes us unhappy since it can't see the beauty....and tipically seeks the beauty elsewhere, as if this moment was not, already now, unique and precious.
Stendhal wrote about beauty in La Beauté détrônée par l’amour—that "la beauté n’est que la promesse du bonheur" (beauty is the promise of happiness).
imho happiness is the absence of lack; it is the acceptance of what life is, every moment. In my humble opinion, that’s the beauty of the moment: the acceptance, the love of this moment.
And we can accept our blurry cameras as they are—love them as blurry as they are—since they, too, belong to this moment.
Maybe the beauty isn't about seeing everything clearly, but in loving it exactly as it is, even with the blur. After all, isn't the blur part of the richness of being human? Beauty, as you said, is in that acceptance—the love for what is, in all its imperfections. Perhaps the promise of happiness lies not in perfection, but in fully being here, blurry and all.
Exactly Mo—I think the blur exists for a reason; it is the richness of being human. Accepting the blur is accepting ourselves as humans, with all our imperfections.
My theory is that if our cameras could capture the beauty of reality without the blur, we would be completely overwhelmed—it would be unbearable. Just like when you open the aperture of a DSLR camera to its maximum, and the light burns the picture and becomes overexposed.
The blur, like our egos that judge reality, exists for a reason. Accepting ourselves as we are is the beauty of accepting existence, the divine creation, just as it is in every moment, instead of wishing it were different. It is the resistance to this that brings suffering. And acceptance of the present moment is the realization of love.
And realizing that none of us has the truth of reality helps us accept other people perspectives. And see their suffering, their resistance, as my own suffering since we all have this resistance. Accepting this is called compassion. And this heals our cameras and the world....and lets the beauty shine.
Thank you thousands times for this wonderful conversation, for being you, as you are, a radiant soul full of wisdom 🙏
and I love you too Sally! and love your writing, your calming and serene words that sooth our souls and brings us to the healing home where we all belong. Thank you so so much for being wonderful as you are 🙏🥰
Forrest!! This was so beautiful and moving… literally! I started dancing!
I love how it opened so powerfully, in the quiet strength of a Forrest 😉 and traversed the landscapes of witty philosophy, humorous love and transcendent joy. I felt like I was watching a classic film, one that stands the test of time, and I was dancing by the time the credits rolled.
You have an absolutely precious gift that I’m so grateful you are sharing with the world. The ability to empathise with heart words lost in a desert, to make us laugh while we contemplate the complexity of life and to use the most poignant and potent metaphors to help us be inspired and reconnect with love.
What a wild, beautiful ride of a reflection! I felt like I was right there with you, dodging falling trees, and wading through the blurry snapshots we all take of reality. Your words explore so many layers of experience and insight, from the simple to the cosmic. I especially love how you weave empathy, vulnerability, and humor into each piece you write. I always start reading and laughing and finish reading contemplating the meaning of love once again💫 Thank you for sharing this wild flow of thoughts, feelings, and poetry. I hope your head feels better, I know a fallen tree can be painful 😂 I will definitely keep dancing through it all! And Aphrodite was my favorite goddess growing up too🤍
Feeling seen is such a treasure... and being seen so precisely, so accurately, by such a precious soul as you are... it's magic. I'm floating high above the clouds... you are a magical heart. 🤍
Now, I just hope I don't fall from the clouds ... it's only 45,000 feet, and I have no parachute.
Run run run...escape!!...I'm falling in free fall !!!🪂
Thank you, deeply and sincerely, for always being here, Nadia, as you are, a star, a fairy, an angel 🙏✨
Your idea about blurry photos and how we interpret things is so relatable. Do you think that blurry camera view can sometimes help us appreciate the beauty of the moment more? 😊
I think...we can appreciate the beauty of the moment when we don't judge, when we don't divide reality into concepts (this is ugly, this is pretty), and when we accept reality—this moment—as it is.
This is impossible unless you are a baby or are dead. Otherwise, our mind is always dividing reality into concepts and thoughts. This is what I call a blurry camera. A blurry camera that often makes us unhappy since it can't see the beauty....and tipically seeks the beauty elsewhere, as if this moment was not, already now, unique and precious.
Stendhal wrote about beauty in La Beauté détrônée par l’amour—that "la beauté n’est que la promesse du bonheur" (beauty is the promise of happiness).
imho happiness is the absence of lack; it is the acceptance of what life is, every moment. In my humble opinion, that’s the beauty of the moment: the acceptance, the love of this moment.
And we can accept our blurry cameras as they are—love them as blurry as they are—since they, too, belong to this moment.
What do you think, Mo?
Maybe the beauty isn't about seeing everything clearly, but in loving it exactly as it is, even with the blur. After all, isn't the blur part of the richness of being human? Beauty, as you said, is in that acceptance—the love for what is, in all its imperfections. Perhaps the promise of happiness lies not in perfection, but in fully being here, blurry and all.
Exactly Mo—I think the blur exists for a reason; it is the richness of being human. Accepting the blur is accepting ourselves as humans, with all our imperfections.
My theory is that if our cameras could capture the beauty of reality without the blur, we would be completely overwhelmed—it would be unbearable. Just like when you open the aperture of a DSLR camera to its maximum, and the light burns the picture and becomes overexposed.
The blur, like our egos that judge reality, exists for a reason. Accepting ourselves as we are is the beauty of accepting existence, the divine creation, just as it is in every moment, instead of wishing it were different. It is the resistance to this that brings suffering. And acceptance of the present moment is the realization of love.
And realizing that none of us has the truth of reality helps us accept other people perspectives. And see their suffering, their resistance, as my own suffering since we all have this resistance. Accepting this is called compassion. And this heals our cameras and the world....and lets the beauty shine.
Thank you thousands times for this wonderful conversation, for being you, as you are, a radiant soul full of wisdom 🙏
Be love (and nothing can blur your radiance). ✨✨✨
You gave so much wisdom in such a few words...🥰
You are a wizard, flowers bloom in your heart and shine on others 🌸
Your radiance is a manifestation of how you are ✨
Thank you so much! 🙏✨🫶
Love this post Forrest & love you for your beautiful story telling & the groovy song which all effectively dragged me out of an unhelpful trance!
and I love you too Sally! and love your writing, your calming and serene words that sooth our souls and brings us to the healing home where we all belong. Thank you so so much for being wonderful as you are 🙏🥰
Let’s dance 💃🏻 🕺🏻 with joy! ✨
Thanks for being so caring, Forrest 😌!!
thanks to you for being so...authentic...so wonderful...for being as you are 🫶✨
Let’s sing and dance. 💫✨💫 we celebrate love. 💕 in all its forms.
Love, Love, Love. ❤️ 💛 💜
the ending! it really all boils down to love doesn't it? How easy it is to forget... 🫶
yes... Love is what you are....so easy to forget... thanks for being love... thanks for being you!! 🙏
Are you ok though!?
Oh, you’re the only human being who asked! Thank you for that ;)
Yeah... I didn’t have much inside my head to be harmed... everything is alright. ;)
Forrest!! This was so beautiful and moving… literally! I started dancing!
I love how it opened so powerfully, in the quiet strength of a Forrest 😉 and traversed the landscapes of witty philosophy, humorous love and transcendent joy. I felt like I was watching a classic film, one that stands the test of time, and I was dancing by the time the credits rolled.
You have an absolutely precious gift that I’m so grateful you are sharing with the world. The ability to empathise with heart words lost in a desert, to make us laugh while we contemplate the complexity of life and to use the most poignant and potent metaphors to help us be inspired and reconnect with love.
This was utterly incredible!! 🦋