Acceptance.
Of things as they are.
Of how we feel.
Without judging ourselves.
Allowing things to be.
Allowing ourselves to be.
When we let go
of resisting,
it frees us.
We go with the flow of the universe
instead of fighting it.
And the possibilities open,
as wide as the sky,
without expectations.
If we pursue happiness
it evades us,
because we attach ourselves to it.
It is more difficult
than temporary pleasure
to accept.
Act.
Do what is good.
Without attaching it
to who we think we are.
To be ready to accept anything.
Including bliss.
Beautifully express through your poem and photo. I love the composition and sun light you captured, perfect!!
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Thank you, Amy! I’m glad the composition worked out with the negative space. Cheers!
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Perfectly lovely poem.
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Thank you!
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Beautiful image and words.
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Thank you!
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A beautiful post Nes and your image and lyrics are perfect together.
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Thank you, Tina.
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Innovative and unique.
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Thanks, John.
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Great photo, and great words for us all right now!
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Thanks, Lisa!
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Wonderful post.Words of wisdom .
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Thank you, Anne.
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I love your ideas expressed here, Nes. I’m trying to achieve that state of acceptance…and trying….Lovely image, too.
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Thanks, Patti. All of us are still trying… part of continuing growth.
Have a nice weekend!
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You, too, Nes.
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Yep… including bliss! 😁😁
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You got it! 🙂
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Amazing photo and beautiful words.
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Thank you, Manja.
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