The stacking of stones is a recent practice, and is probably due to buddhist monks stacking stones, as well, in the past. This practice is probably a form of worshipping, but it’s mainly a gesture of asking or wishing for good fortune to be bestowed on the stacker and his/her family. Each stone within the stack represents a particular wish and possibly, family member.
you will always be the same person you were when you woke up
You will always be perfectly imperfect just the way you are, wherever you are. Instead of berating yourself for falling short, give yourself credit for making progress. Grow as you go. Let go of how things should be so you can see all the great possibilities in front of you. – Melchor Lim
I’ve always had stamina. It’s a genetic thing. Don’t forget, I’m from the era where we played outside, so there was no issue with weight because we were out running around the fields and playing hide and seek. – Tracie Bennett
“When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely, Liz. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person’s body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.”
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland
The unseasonably warm winters of the recent past are a clear indication of a real environmental threat to humans and their crops. Actually we have -13 Celsius and that’s pretty cold but this used to be normal at this time of the year. But until this cold period it was more than too warm this winter.
As you move forward in your life you will also meet darkness, fear, loneliness. But despite of darkness more often than not you are given an opportunity to see light, confidence, knowingness. More often than not it is your choice to see light. You are not in need of solace. You are in need of a very own decision.
The last leaves are shining in the frosty morning sun. Enjoying a quiet stroll through wood and fields. Frost pattern sparkling, the light revealing colours and fine structures of leaves and gras. Just walking and sensing how the change is taking place. And feeling a deep stillness.