Ah, well. For a moment I forgot I was an immortal glowing ball of light. There is another way, of course. Just allow more seed!
I mean, look what just showed up.
This afternoon as I was walking in the Terrible Goddamn Beauty—not a thing to yearn for, get it straight—it occurred to me that I should leave my Self alone. I don’t know why I haven’t thought of this before. Oh yes I do. At any rate, upon this innovation came a vision. It just popped right up in front of me. Basically I can now get back to work and have more fun. I may add more to this, so check back soon. At the very least, I’ll have another lazuli photo for you shortly.
John Hamilton Farr lives in Taos, New Mexico, U.S.A. with his classical pianist wife. “Possibly the only place I can get away with this,” he says. As New York Times best-selling author James C. Moore (.png?ssl=1)
Gorgeous.
And right on.
Ah yes, somewhere within we know exactly what to do for our own welfare and our place in the world. So let’s just get out of our own way by focusing on what is right in front of us right now. Hmm … too often that’s a computer screen. Get out and live, Carmel!
Carmel! Where you been? But right, getting out of the way. As soon as I backed off, a different way of seeing things appeared.