A Surprise Visit
One butterfly out of season, one blossom at the end of a season, and my moment of noticing.
How often do you notice the unexpected, glorious, beautiful moments that usually happen out of our awareness? Synchronicities often catch me by surprise, and when they do I pop into a different kind of noticing.
It’s like there is a tri-wave brain flow that connects any seemingly polarity. Does my frontal lobe explode? Something is amplified and moves, shifts, changes.
When I look at the James Webb images, I see both the finite and infinite continuously merging. My observations have a sense of neutrality, a not-knowing and a knowing?