Touched by The Divine by Bodhi Smith

"touched by the divine" a new impression from bodhi smith...
sorry i had no blog last week, but i was on the south island of new zealand on holiday for 10 days, and this photo here this week is a product of that, i truly hope you enjoy this blog about my newest impression, and enjoy all the quotes, and the musical tunes found with in here...
"whenever you are left totally breathless because you forgot to breath, feeling so deeply awe-struck and marveled by something so beautiful and rare, you know you have just been touched by the divine"  ― bodhinku, touched by the divine  
“try to be a rainbow in someone's cloud" ― maya angelou, letter to my daughter      
“two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. they flickered out saying: it was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow for thirty magical seconds” ― carl sandburg  
"looking into a rainbow, you are seeing mother nature's magic, as light breaks apart, bearing herself to show you everything that makes her shine" ― bodhinku, rainbow magic
btw, here is the absolute perfect tune to listen to as you read my new blog, this is such a beautiful song in its message and feeling, and so wonderfully sung..."rainbow connection" by weezer and hayley williams (just click on the song title, it is a link to the lyric video)...many people have heard this song from kermit on the muppets, but never really read or truly heard the lyrics, when you truly listen, this song is simply nothing short of beautiful...

"why are there so many songs about rainbows, and what's on the other side? rainbows are visions. they're only illusions, and rainbows have nothing to hide. so we've been told and some chose to believe it, but I know they're wrong, wait and see...someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection. the lovers, the dreamers, and me...who said that every wish would be heard and answered, when wished on the morning star? somebody thought of that, and someone believed it. and look what it's done so far. what's so amazing that keeps us star gazing: what so we think we might see...someday we'll find it, that rainbow connection. the lovers the dreamers, and me...have you been fast asleep, and have you heard voices? i've heard them calling my name, is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors? the voice might be one and the same. i've heard it too many times to ignore it. It's something that i'm supposed to be,..someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection...the lovers, the dreamers, and me"
 ― weezer (featuring hayley williams of paramore), rainbow connection

and along with the above song, here is some more music to listen to as you read my blog...another beautiful song full of meaning... rainbow by sia ...

"i know you, you're a special one. some see crazy where i see love. you fall so low but shoot so high. big dreamers shoot for open much life in those open eyes. so much depth, you look for the light. but when your wounds open, you will cry. you'll cry out now and you'll question why...i can see a rainbow in your tears as they fall on down. i can see your soul grow through the pain as they hit the ground. i can see a rainbow in your tears as the sun comes out, as the sun comes out...i am here and i see your pain through the storms, through the clouds, the rain. i'm telling you you cannot escape, you can do it, just feel baby. i can see a rainbow in your tears as they fall on down. i can see your soul grow through the pain as they hit the ground, i can see a rainbow in your tears as the sun comes out, as the sun comes comes the sun smiling down, here comes the sun smiling down, here comes the sun smiling down. smiling down..." ― 
sia, rainbow

“into this new love, die the old ways, your path begins on the other side. become the sky and take an axe to the prison wall, escape, walk out like someone suddenly born into the color of the rainbow, do it now and become”― jalaluddin rumi, poems of ecstasy and longing  

"just as rainbows are rare gifts, they remind me just how rare it is to experience true love, and see it as a gift of the heavens, and i know with all my faith that you are the beautiful divinity that touches me to the depth of my being" ― bodhinku, divinity of a rainbow
the meaning behind the title of the image, "touched by the divine" is very straight forward...whenever you are left totally breathless because you forgot to breath, feeling so deeply awe-struck and marveled by something so beautiful and rare, you know you have just been touched by the divine...some people call him god, others allah, or lord, or yahweh, or baha, or the beloved, or some like me just feel an omnipotent flowing energy, but whatever the name or feeling, it is definitely the source of something divine...
pictured here is the famous lone tree of wanaka lake (pronounced like the name "monica")...this tree is truly a natural symbol of the determination of life, the ideal that strong willed things can make it, and survive, even when the odds are stacked against them...and add the rare rainbow to the scene, and you truly have something magical, a gift from the heavens and a message, a sign of beauty, that there is something out there so much bigger than all of us...
"rainbow love, stardust
flawless art our wanderlust
dreams, faith, magic we trust" ― 
bodhinku, haiku, rainbow love

"love's my miracle, a magical segment of a rainbow, so pure, which i hold within these arms of mine, giving me hope, joy, and peace in a better life" ― bodhinku, rainbow segment 

"the moment that
the rainbow disappears,
that is the moment you know,
you know exactly
what you will miss" ― 
bodhinku, missing rainbows  
"love is that magical calm between the color bands of a rainbow" ― bodhinku, magical calm   
i had just landed in new zealand at queenstown international airport, which is a couple hours south of wanaka lake, after gathering my belongings and getting my rental car, i made the scenic drive through premier new zealand wine country up to wanaka where i would be staying the was a very extremely windy day and evening, but i went out to shoot sunset anyway, and chose the tree as my subject...and because the wind never calmed down, i never really got any photos i was overjoyed with...
so the next morning, i got up hours before the sunrise and headed out to the tree again, just a short walk from my room. very pleased as well to notice the winds from the day before had disappeared totally...and i love the mornings, i love predawn and sunrises, because there is almost always nobody out, or even awake yet taking pictures...just pure solitude and peace and can really get very much in-tuned better with your subject with the surrounding environment pouring into your soul with no distractions, worries, or noise...
of course, even with this being a monday morning sunrise, it did not stay that way. this is the most photographed thing in new zealand, and easily one of the most photographed trees in the world, the famous wanaka tree, or  #thatwanakatree, as it is forever marked on google maps now for all to easily find, access, and photograph, and put that cherished selfie out on facebook or instagram, so that they can check another one off their ludicrous bucket list... 
i was positioned in my accustomed way, for better or for worse, i chose a spot and do not move from it. i am affixed stationary to the spot i feet is the single best at a location, best angle, perspective, and point of view for me to frame the scene as i had previsioned it in my head. and the previous evening was not a total waste, as it helped me to know exactly where i would like to set up for the sunrise...first one person showed up, then another, both quiet and polite, appreciating the solitude and beauty of the tree on the lake in the morning...
of course a few more photographers would show up, and then came a small photography workshop of about 8 we had a crowd of about 15 people, with tripods all over the place...but they were all on the lake banks behind me, as i was down at the waters edge in the cobblestones lining the lake, so i could not see them unless i turned around...but i could hear their meaningless chatter, mostly all about getting set up, camera settings, but also about breakfast and their hotel rooms, dinner last night, the movie on the tele, the winds of yesterday, and how they could not sleep, etc...sheesh, and shooosh, please...
as you know if you know me, i am not a big fan of crowds, especially loud noisy ones...and this group, mostly in the workshop was just non-stop chitter chatter, would just not shut up and enjoy the scene, silence their mouths...just quietly listen with all of their senses, listen to the waves roll through the cobblestones on the shore, the birds singing in the surrounding trees (and if you look closely, you can see two birds in this tree in my image), take in the feel of the cool summer breeze on their faces and the stones under their feet, and all the wonderful smells of the alpine lake, take in all they were experiencing and seeing with their eyes, not only their cameras, be humbled and fall in love with the tree...
and i know, i understand that with me taking 5-7 minute long exposures, i have lots of time to absorb the beauty in front of me, more "free time" where i am not occupied with pushing the shutter release over and over...but please, really what does last night's penne pasta with marinara sauce have to do with sunrise at such a beautiful location in a remote part of the world??
sunrise came and went, it was a fizzle, pretty clouds but no fireworks of color...still very beautiful...workshop people stayed, but a couple people left as it looked like rain was coming in from over the mountains...hmmm, could i get lucky and see a rainbow? the conditions were very favorable for a rainbow to happen in the direction i was shooting, with the sunrise behind me, variable clouds, and some light rain in the opposite direction of the sun...but the light just got flatter and the clouds more grey, but still i kept taking longer 5.5 minute exposures, as i was loving the beautiful blue color of the water that was coming out in my exposures, so complimentary to the green summer leaves on the tree...
then you could see a faint rainbow start to form, but flicker and go away...not present long enough for my long exposure to capture it...then a couple minutes later another arc of a rainbow appeared to the left of the tree...only this one was building in intensity...i quickly decided to change my filter set up and shoot less longer exposures, i switched out the 10-stop nd filter i was using for a 6 stop nd filter, and dropped my exposure times down to around 2 minutes instead of 5 mins (what a great decision as it turned out)...and the rainbow continued glowing and stayed beautiful and bright for about 10 minutes, allowing me to get about 5 different versions of this scene (allot of pictures for me)...
i shot a video of the rainbow and the tree together as well, this gives the feeling of what is was like over the course of the two minutes my camera was exposing the shot, and to stand where i was and take in the whole scene...
only thing that put a damper on this beautiful and rare event was the noise of the people in the workshop...too much talk, less admiring what was before them...and even with this rainbow lasting so long, i am not entirely sure if any of them even saw the rainbow in person, even though they were standing right there before it. i think they only saw it through their lcd screen and view finder on their cameras, patting themselves on the backs for being lucky and being in the right place at the right time...chit-chit-chit-chat...
relentless chatter, just excessive noise, rather than taking in the magical moment they were witnessing, being in sheer awe of mother nature, her rainbow and her light show of color over a tree being battered by the endless waves and surviving by growing in the waters of a lake, absolutely and totally breathless, unable to say a word as i was...i am still breathless and humbled by the beauty i got to see and photograph that morning...and i hope you love the picture i was able to create here before you today, and that it can transport you to what i got to experience and feel on this magical morning, the 17th of february, 2020 in front of the tree on the shore of lake wanaka, new zealand...
“the whole world may say there is light and there is rainbow in the sky and the sun is rising, but if my eyes are closed what does it mean to me? the rainbows, the colors, the sunrise, the whole thing is non-existential to me. my eyes are closed, i am blind. and if i listen to them too much, and if i start believing them too much, and if i borrow their words and i also start talking about the rainbow that i have not seen, about colors which i cannot see, about the sunrise which is not my experience, i may be lost in the forest of words” ― osho a bird on the wing   
"my truest photographic prayer is answered when beautiful glowing light finds me when i least expect it" ― bodhinku, photography prayer      

"if you go looking for a rainbow, you will never find it...for it has been inside you all along, waiting for you to believe" ― 
bodhinku, believe in rainbows  
framed by the south island’s stunning southern alps, a lonely willow tree has grown up to spread its wings just off shore in roy's bay at the south end of lake wanaka.  known as the “lone tree of lake wanaka,” it is said to be the most photographed tree in all of new zealand. however, there are no signs directing people to the solitary tree, but it still gets bothered by too many tourists who have seen the tree on social media and did their find the tree (can be found now labelled on google maps)...

walking along the lake to find the lone tree is a beautiful sight. when you arrive, you’ll find beach access on the shore just a stone’s throw away from the tree, the perfect place to have a picnic and watch the sun set or rise. if you can stand the cold but refreshing water of lake wanaka, swimming is a great way to awaken the senses.  

the lone tree is right at the foothills of mount aspiring national park, a world heritage site, acting as a doorway into even more of the breathtaking landscapes that embody the south island of new zealand...

the tree started life as a fence post at least 77 years ago. wanaka artist and writer gwenda rowlands, 85, is a keeper of local history and remembers the fence line from 1939, when she first visited it in a little dinghy her father built for her and her older brother.

she has watched it evolve from a "hacked off branch from nearby willows" to a symbol of determination.

"it was 1939. i remember it growing there, and that is not yesterday. so it has been growing slowly all that was just big enough to lift the wire up with a bit of tension on it. i can remember a gap where the tree is now, on the beach, and the sheep could just wander off into the town shopping if they wanted."

rowlands agrees the tree "seems to be getting a bit of an overload" but has not let that overwhelm her enjoyment of the site's natural history.

rowlands suggests otago artist brian halliday (1936-1974) made one of the earliest images of the tree while it was still a post...a copy of halliday's painting graces the cover of wanaka and surrounding districts: a sequel to wanaka story, by irvine roxburgh (1990).

so what does she make of the famous tree? "It shows anything that is alive has a determination to live," she said.

though the "wanaka tree" is, well, in a lake, the water levels are often low enough for tourists to walk through and climb the tree, which causes a lot of strain—a branch even snapped off just before christmas in 2017. this is in part due to the delicate nature of the species: the wanaka tree is a crack willow (salix fragilis), named for brittle wood that easily breaks. but the tree's environment is also challenging to begin with. because the roots are often totally submerged by cold water, the tree's growth is slow, making it difficult for areas that have been damaged to regenerate.

in order to prevent further deterioration, the new zealand tourism board will be installing warning signs around the tree, written in both english and mandarin. and, just to make it abundantly clear that climbing is a no-no, there will also be an accompanying graphic. the queenstown lakes district council is hesitant to put up fencing, fearing it might detract from the surrounding natural beauty. though, should any further damage be sustained, the council may have to look into more substantial solutions to the issue around people climbing and damaging this very unique tree.
“there is no envy, jealousy, or hatred between the different colors of the rainbow. and no fear either. because each one exists to make the others’ love more magical and more beautiful” ― aberjhani   
"what is magical, really? i think magical is somebody to hold. someone to be held by. to be treasured by a treasure and weather all storms. and trust everything is going to be alright as the rainbows appear...somebody magical to notice birds with. to catch flashes of blue and green and purple and brown, and to feel the excitement of soaring little wonders. to see life as it is, not as it seems...somebody magical to stare at in wonder, with hearts bursting between eyes, and admire their magic and to think, “that heart loves mine” ― bodhinku, somebody magical   

here is another song, the original version from the wizard of oz, followed by two other very beautiful versions, one by renee zellweger from the movie judy, and another from the late hawaiian singer isreal kamakawiwoʻole:
  somewhere over the rainbow by judy garland ...and... renee zellweger with her academy award winning performance in the movie judy ...and... isreal kamakawiwoʻole ...

"somewhere over the rainbow, way up high. there's a land that i've heard of once in a lullaby. somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue, and the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true...someday i'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me. where troubles melt like lemon drops, high above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me...somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly. birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can't i? if happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why, oh why can't i?” ― 
judy garland, somewhere over the rainbow

“one could survive on smiles, rainbows, and a bowl of rice” ― siddhartha gautama buddha, the dhammapada
"when you create a piece of art, you can stop at any time. you can reach a point where it starts to look all right, where the canvas starts to take shape and begins to look like something. you can put down the brush and you can step away from the easel any time you want. you could keep going. you could keep playing with it, keep layering the paint and seeing where it takes you. maybe into a rainbow love and of what your dreams are made, pure joy. "but what if i wreck it", the cautious little voice inside says. "maybe i should stay where it is and not mess it up. i mean it’s all right, right?" art is sort of like life. sometimes we don’t move for fear that what we have is good enough and if we make a false step we’re going to wreck it. sometimes we have a hard time imagining anything other than what we see in front of us. sometimes our experiences have taught us not to hope for anything other than the basic whitewash on canvas. life is always going to make your horizons stretch. with every breath you are expanding. with every day you are being called to pick up the brush and touch up what it is you are wanting to see on your canvas. there’s nothing wrong with it. that’s life. but you aren’t going to wreck anything. this is all your path. the stuck bits, the busy parts. the decisions, the contrast, the change and all the stuff in between. it’s all our road. on the easel of life, you can put the brush down at any time. you can step back and take a long hard look at your canvas. you can sit there and stare at it as long as you need. it’s not going anywhere. and you are always able to pick that palette back up, put the bristles to the canvas and recolor the surface at any time. that’s the beauty of art and life. there really is no end, only blending from one hue to the next, like with the colors in a rainbow. it’s always a work in progress. and life can be a rainbow if you take the chance and let it."  c. ara campbell   
“this is me saying that i would set myself on fire to bring a rainbow of colors to all of the dark places within you” 
"where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon of your love?” ― pablo nerudathe book of questions
“love is a feeling completely bound up with color, like thousands of rainbows superimposed one on top of the other” ― paulo coelho
“a man sets out on a journey, dreaming of a beautiful or magical place, in pursuit of some unknown treasure over the rainbow. at the end of his journey, the man realizes that the treasure was with him the entire time” ― paulo coelho, the alchemist 
“no one day is like another, each tomorrow has its special miracle, its a magical moment in which old universes are destroyed and new stars and  rainbows are created”  ― paulo coelho, hippie
“three weeks ago, he’d seen hail fall from the sky, only to be followed minutes later by a spectacular rainbow that seemed to frame the azalea bushes. the colors, so vivid they seemed almost alive, made him think that nature sometimes sends us signs, that it’s important to remember that joy can always follow despair...” ― nicholas sparks
“when serpents bargain for the right to squirm
and the sun strikes to gain a living wage -
when thorns regard their roses with alarm
and rainbows are insured against old age

then we’ll believe in that incredible
unanimal mankind (and not until)” ― e.e. cummings   
"there is no blindness where there is certainty” ― victor hugoles misérables
“my heart leaps up when i behold
rainbow in the sky:
so was it when my life began;
so is it now i am a man” ― 
william wordsworth
“be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. the evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray” ― lord george byron  
"the true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the magical tints of morning or evening. it simply is a segment of the rainbow which i have clutched”― henry david thoreau, walden
“a bridge of silver wings like a rainbow stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare to the jeweled vision of a life started anew” ― aberjhani

“shine your soul with the same
egoless humility as the rainbow
and no matter where you go
in this world or the next,
your beloved will find you,
attend you, and bless you” ― 
“the voice of thunder declares my arrival; the rainbow announces my departure” ― kahlil gibran
god of dust
and rainbows,
help us to see
that without the dust,
the rainbow
would not be” ― 
langston hughes

“magic exists. who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. it is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.” ― nora roberts
“i am a flawed person. a brook with many stones, a clear blue sky with many blackbirds. i have many shortcomings. a rainbow that’s not long enough, a starry night with clouds. but i can only be thankful to my beloved, who loves me just this way, and i can be grateful to the people in my life who accept the clear blue sky with many blackbirds and who are patient with the rainbow that isn’t long enough. and because of this, i am taught love, because of this i am loved, and i love and live.” ― c. joybell c.
“the soul would have no rainbow, had the eyes no tears.” ― john vance cheney
“i'll have a cup full of happiness and a pocket full of rainbows to go.” ― stanley victor paskavich
“magic exists. who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. it is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live” ― nora roberts, vision in white
“love is the very magic of life. it is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. yet it is not found only at the end of the rainbow. love is at the beginning also, and from it springs the beauty that arched across the sky on a stormy day”― gordon b. hinckley, standing for something 
“love is being happy for the other person when they are happy, being sad for the person when they are sad, being together in good times, and being together in bad times. love is...the calm in the rainbow.” ― karen marie moning, iced

"you know, i do believe in magic....i was born and raised in a magic time, in a magic town, among magicians. oh, most everybody else didn’t realize we lived in that web of magic, connected by silver filaments of chance and circumstance. but i knew it all along. when i was twelve years old, the world was my magic lantern, and by its green spirit glow i saw the past, the present and into the future. you probably did too; you just don’t recall it. see, this is my opinion: we all start out knowing magic. we are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, rainbows, and comets inside us. we are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand....but then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. we get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. we get put on the straight and narrow and told to be responsible. told to act our age. told to grow up, for god’s sake. and you know why we were told that? because the people doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic we knew made them ashamed and sad of what they’d allowed to wither in themselves....after you go so far away from it, though, you can’t really get it back. you can have seconds of it. just seconds of knowing and remembering. when people get weepy at movies, it’s because in that dark theater the golden pool of magic is touched, just briefly. then they come out into the hard sun of logic and reason again and it dries up, and they’re left feeling a little heart-sad and not knowing why. when a song stirs a memory, when motes of dust turning in a shaft of light takes your attention from the world, when you listen to a train passing on a track at night in the distance and wonder where it might be going, you step beyond who you are and where you are. for the briefest of instants, you have stepped into the magic realm....that’s what i believe....the truth of life is that every year we get farther away from the essence that is born within us. we get shouldered with burdens, some of them good, some of them not so good. things happen to us. loved ones die. people get in wrecks and get crippled. people lose their way, for one reason or another. it’s not hard to do, in this world of crazy mazes. life itself does its best to take that memory of magic away from us. you don’t know it’s happening until one day you feel you’ve lost something but you’re not sure what it is. it’s like smiling at a pretty girl and she calls you “sir.” it just happens....these memories of who i was and where i lived are important to me. they make up a large part of who i’m going to be when my journey winds down. i need the memory of magic, if i am ever going to conjure magic again. i need to know and remember, and i want to tell you" ― 
robert r. mccammon, boy's life
“john keats mourned that the rainbow, which as a boy had been for him a magic thing, had lost its glory because sir isaac newton had found it resulted merely from the refraction of the sunlight by the raindrops. yet knowledge of its causation could not spoil the rainbow for me. i am sure that it is not given to man to be omniscient. there will always be something left to know, something to excite the imagination of the poet and those attuned to the great world in which they live”― robert frost, interviews 
"i looked behind a silver cloud, I found a pretty rainbow there
i walked out to the rainbow's end and found a rainbow love
the one that i was looking for, the dream that i was dreaming of
there, down at the rainbow's end i found a rainbow love
i found my pot of gold, my rainbow love
just you and all your loving, charming rainbow love
i searched, hoped someday I'd find someone to bring me peace of mind
i found what i've been dreaming of when i found my rainbow love" 
“don’t ask what love can make or do! look at the rainbows of the world!” ― jalaluddin rumi, the essential rumi

"i know the secret magic of a rainbow...rainbows were meant to remind me that you are that magical treasure at the end of my rainbow" ― 
bodhinku, magic of a rainbow  

this is single frame long exposure composition of the famous wanaka tree back-lit by light breaking through the clouds behind it as a rainbow glows beside and behind to the left... the tree is located in a lake, and i decided to shoot pictures of it on the lakeshore of cobblestones partially in and out of the waves and a stable and sturdy tripod was an absolute necessity in order to keep the image in sharp focus in the places i wanted sharpness (i use selective focus on most of my images, similar to the way our eyes see things)...for this i used a dolica 70" carbon fiber tripod, because it is sturdy, tall, and perfectly compact for hiking to remote places, or travel to locations where amounts of permitted luggage and equipment you can travel with is limited, such as new zealand....for me, this shot would never have been possible without my friends daniel and april at dolica tripods.

in my photography i always use filters to create longer exposure effects and to balance the light in my composition in camera...i often use as many as four filters at time, and i always use at least one the case with this image, to get the effects and balance i was looking for, i used two filters...and for this, i chose to use the 1.8nd progrey genesis nd filter (and progrey g-120z holder) to allow for a much longer exposure (6 stops) and help saturate all the greens of the tree leaves, the blues of lake wanaka's waters, the bright colors of the rainbow, and and earthy tones of the tree trunk and the mountains in the background, saturate much more than would be possible with a short exposure time, plus in combination with the 0.9gnd progrey genesis filter to help balance in-camera overall the image the way i envisioned it, as the sky was much more brighter, about 3 stops brighter than the rest of the darker parts of the image composition...and using this in this manner, also helped to create the "glowing" effect surrounding the wanaka tree itself...
i wish to openly thank my sponsors who have always supported me through both the good and bad times...for truly this semi-long exposure impression would not be possible without the use of my trusty dolica tripods in combination with the progreyusa filters which i use with every photo i take...
"paulo coelho once said that 'magic is a bridge that allows you to walk from the visible world over into the invisible world, and to learn the lessons of both those worlds'...well, i believe that a rainbow is exactly that magical bridge" ― bodhinku, magical bridge  
"contemplate without thinking. stop the world. slow down everything. shut off the noise. relax. seize this moment. reconnect. feel and sense what surrounds you. listen to all the colors of light that envelope you. see the melody and harmony that floats about unnoticed. taste the solitude of all this wonderment. smell the beautiful silence. now discover your peaceful serenity. then, reach out and touch your faith with all your senses. this is my world. awaken!" ― bodhinku, my world
above all else as always, i hope this message and image find you well.


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