What a good life!

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Do we travel in order to be moved or is it that we travel in order to move around?
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We check around the surroundings in search for a perfect ambience, our eyes darting from one object to another, our whole body tasting, breathing, feeling, smelling, touching, hearing, listening all in one instance taking it all in.
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But…. there is no but. We can only focus on one that will transport us from a lot of movement into our inner world with conscious measure of calmness and clarity.
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And then, I could feel the air pulsing and be one with the hummingbird, heart beating as fast its wings yet hovering still to the sweet aroma of the nectar beckoning it, kissing and drinking the elixir of life.
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Weekly Photo Challenge: Home

These cats, Maurice and Lucy, are rescued and I gave them a home. 
Maurice and Lucy waiting for me to join them in bed

Maurice and Lucy waiting for me to join them in bed

The balcony is a dining room for the hummingbirds.
Feeder for the hummers in my  balcony

Feeder for the hummers in my balcony

 I don’t have a heart to clear the garden because the spider just weaved it’s home 
Spider's home in my garden

Spider’s home in my garden

 As for me this song, will say all about what I think of home

Something to Look Forward To

At this time of the year, when I look outside my window, all I see is darkness.  Winter Time.  As the days move forward, we are now gaining more daylight and that is something to look forward to.  More light. 
The view from my window, are balconies of the next low-rise apartment complex.  From the distance, I can see the Rogers Twin Tower at Metro Town.  A third high-rise building is slowly rising.  I can see the construction crane.  
For most time, when I look outside, I look below.  Right in front of me is a Holly Tree. 
The Holly tree was a giant wiry mess then.  The owner wanted to cut it down.  I beg to the Manager not to cut it down for there are so many birds and animals that take refuge on this tree.  Thank goodness, the tree was spared.  The bottom part was cleared, now we can see the trunk and stand underneath.  The tree top was trimmed, now I can see who lives behind the tree. 
I love this tree.  The Hummingbirds made it their humble abode.  They own it now.  Underneath the tree, I cultivated the earth and turned it into a garden. I named it, “Holy Garden.”  Why Holy, it’s a long story. 
As for now, I left the Christmas trimmings on it.  See what I mean?
Holy Tree Garden

Holy Tree Garden

This is in response to Daily Prompt: Window.  Come and join us, it’s fun.