“You’re always on that phone,” she scoffed. “Are you even paying attention?”

Begrudgingly, he lifted his head – yet even still, he was hardly ‘there’. What was it that captured his attention, more so than this miracle of living? As if the entirely of this universe rested within the palm of his hands.

How easily we lose ourselves to the trappings of a micro-sized screen.

Beyond which, the world holds the promise of awakening. Through the sun’s ascent, we find our radiance reflected; within the hint of ambered hue, the simplicity of our truth.

Is it any wonder that our world has subsequently reduced? Limited by opinions of those we’ve never known.

But when we open again to this wonderment and will, the aperture of heart subsequently grows. Somehow through the living of our days, we find what matters most of all:

That peace comes only through seeing the whole.

A little something to consider, my loves…why not lay down those tinier machines in exchange for a far richer life?

In peace…

Namaste ❤️