Life And Its Seasons

Everything in life has its season to emerge, to flourish, and to bear fruit. Those who plant always carry the expectation of a good harvest, and along the way, they learn the art of patience and emotional balance. They understand that growth requires space, steady dedication, work from dawn to dusk, and trust the process, learn to wait, have faith, which quietly performs the miracle of birth until the day of harvest arrives.

To reap is to complete a task with honor. It is the natural reward for those who uses time wisely to care for what is theirs to do—work that brings both purpose and pleasure. As the say goes: “Sow and create, and joy will be yours.” And as the day springs to life, brimming with promises calling us to bathe in the warmth and radiance of tomorrow, may it become as beautiful and joyous as we hope. Smile always as life is for the living.

One Cold Sunday

Carcavelos beach. Lisbon. 🇵🇹

Heaven, is like lounging on a soft towel, listening to the waves as it empties on the beach, inundated by a sea of rock starts like surfers, immersing yourself on the art brazing the wall and letting go, losing your spirit in the breeze that was one cold Sunday afternoon. And just how the script read.

The Super Flower Blood Moon

Can’t believe I stayed up, looking out of my window, stepping outside sometimes, snapping photos for a whole four and plus hours, observing the great phenomenon that is an eclipse but I did. I spent all those hours camera and cell phone for videos in tow, going up and down the stairs, checking often for the latest change and how far the earth had moved.

In between, something espiritual happened. Creatures came by to pay their respects, frogs, insects, birds, one specific flying landing this close, staying long enough I was able to snap a picture or few, I have never seen it in my life and will have to do a little digging to learn more about it; traffic in and out the neighborhood; music playing in the middle of the night loud enough I could hear; neighbors calmly walking by, returning from their late jobs or an outing with their friends…. life otherwise going, on an evening when many were already sleeping, reading for the week.

There is something always gratifying, exhilarating, fun about witnessing a natural phenomenon. I just get a kick when I see mother nature in action. It brings me joy!