"Travel and tell no one, live a true love story and tell no one, live happily and tell no one, people ruin beautiful things." -Kahil Gibran -is here placed on a photo of mine -over a cloudy sky -over one of my favorite, remote wild places. (A desert landscape, a butte, its geologically striped slopes & a lush floodplain below them.) You see, I have too many times seen horrible things happen to numerous of my favorite wild places & wildlife -such that I have become jaded and seldom will share anymore where a location was, in my/our image making. It's become habit. I often feel that if we cannot inherently care deeply for our beautiful & vital places of nature, then we are a grossly overpopulated species. We have lost our belonging to these critical things in my opinion, as a result.

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The timelessness in you is aware of life’s timelessness. And knows that yesterday is but todays memory and tomorrow is todays dream ~ Kahil Gibran #deadgirlwalking #death #life #natureashealer #mentalwellbeing #recovery #nature #photography #thesea #kahilgibran

On Pain by Kahil Gibran And a woman spoke, saying, Tell us of Pain. And he said: Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain. And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy; And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields. And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief. Much of your pain is self-chosen. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility: For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen, And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears. From The Prophet (Knopf, 1923). This poem is in the public domain.

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