Witness

BlueSunsetIf a tree falls in the forest it does indeed make a sound, because there is always someone there to hear it: the other trees, the birds, the very ground on which the tree falls. If the only witnesses to a beautiful sunset are trees, the beauty is no less – but the person who fails to stop and appreciate it will lessened by what they miss.

How do you make time and space to witness beauty?

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