Perpetuity

Today’s pondering was about how beauty keeps recycling itself.

I can’t believe, sometimes, the frequency with which moments of beauty present themselves in our lives. I’ve been to so many places where I’ve thought, “this is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen” only to go on to the next trip or the next walk and be rewarded with more stunning views, or an inspiring chunk of sky, and light and colours and all the things that for me make up beauty. I’ve taken more photos than I could ever have the time to truly appreciating.

I think it’s the same with anything you create too - if you create a song or a book or a painting or even a moment of live performance art that becomes an unforgettable experience for other people, then that’s something that continues to exist perpetually, an inject into the world, an increase in beauty or truth or learning.

It’s an endless stream of beauty, existence.