....there are moments in life worth living for. Spring Walking is one of them; my mind frozen in the moment, changed perception of time, augmented sense satisfaction and happiness, my heart filled with awesomeness...

...definitely believe that, there's got to be a spark to a place...to make it feel like a home...

I, too, chose to go out...to the mountains' resort for a long weekend of Buddists' Om mantra sound...hunting the eternal wise words...have a time in silence to contemplate the profound concepts of universal creation and see what it does to my sense of identity...

...you do yourself no favour if you let your sense of doubt-mistrust-scepticism to rise up within you to the point where you must look every gift horse in the mouth...

Reaching out and value other lives is the only way to be trusted and never forgotten.

To paint an image and to write a poem, is to reclaim the dignity and personal joy...it is an invitation for my creative contemplation of an opened mind...it is a storytelling venture on a blank page of paper and white canvases...it is reclaiming my life.

Showing a little bit of gratitude for a gift is often as difficult as hiding the fact one doesn't like it. Best bit might be your smile.

...a little kindness-love-smile-understanding-willingness to help each other may yet go a mighty long way in contemporary-rational-materialistic-world....

...your personality is the only permanent thing in your, ultimately, temporary life...that's all the more reason to cherish it...