Wednesday, May 2, 2018

I go into solitude— so as not to drink out of everybody’s cistern. When I am among the many I live as the many do, and I do not think as I really think; after a time it always seems as though they want to banish me from myself and rob me of my soul— and I grow angry with everybody and fear everybody. I then require the desert.

Friedrich Nietzsche

Going into the richness of silence and solitude, and a return to myself, today.

That is all.

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here most mornings with a photo and a few words about ordinary extraordinary things and, sometimes, thin places where faith intersects.
  1. These photos are beautiful. Just lovely. And you know how I feel about lilacs. (they are lilacs, right? 🙂 )

    1. Thanks so much, Karen. They sure are lilacs! Prepare o be inundated with lilac photos. 🙂 Hope yours will be blooming soon too.

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