“True life is lived when tiny changes occur.”
[Leo Tolstoy]
The smallest, the infinitesimal…. those that are invisible to us.
“If we had keen vision and feeling for all ordinary human life it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel’s heartbeat,” wrote George Eliot, “and we should die of the roar which lies on the other side of silence.”
May the roar of earth’s miracles bless each day.