It’s Spring in Utah. The time of Spring when Magnolia Trees (my friend calls them tulip trees) are in full bloom. This is one on the path where I most frequently walk my dog, Shadow. I couldn’t help but stop to take in this full-flowering tree, against a bright blue sky.
Beauty matters. I’m not talking about the critique of beauty. I am talking about the experience of beauty. The moment of feeling timeless. The moment of senses being alive and fully present to just that moment. The moment of temporary communion, soft enough to be changed.