Something Beautiful is a self-imposed initiative to find a visual feast for each day of a year.
There is a certain weaning when a peak experience ends. Consuming beauty of great scale hypnotizes and spoils. I remember during a last visit to Beluga Point, standing with the mountain winds blowing around me looking at the enormous mountains shaded in evening blues. The late day sun transforming into the golden white night. And realizing that even trying to memorize every color, every smell, and every sound—that the true sense of all of it would quickly disappear. You can’t hold on to it.
So, you adjust and make peace with the loss and look for something else that moves your heart and soul. Sometimes it is as simple as the other was grand. The heart is resilient and— ready to love again. Pronto ad amare di nuovo.
Photo by Tom McLaughlan at ministract.com