There is always this need to get somewhere and fix something. Why is everything always broken? Are things actually broken or is it just your interpretation of events that have been interpreted and then labeled by someone else. What is actually wrong? What does it mean to be wrong? What

I just had a conversation with a friend and it left me pondering and I do enjoy a lovely ponder. I’m sitting here in a novelty T-shirt mismatched socks, which is my preference mostly any way. Old bare foot shoes, purchased in the least ostentatious colour I could find

Peace is acceptance of the present moment

* A moment to just be * Is there anything else but now? * Where does what you are seeking end and what will it give you that you don't have now?

If you are able to ask this question then the answer is already clear. You have enough or you would be unable to ask it You currently have enough nourishment to maintain the inwards and outwards of your body, with enough extra to ask , to question something, to be curious.