Thinking small, thinking big

Whilst eating breakfast this morning, I watched the bees visiting Lavender flowers on my patio. Going about their lives without a care for anything else. For the bees, their world is the flower. Their time is now. Their lives are small.

Our lives are complicated. We look beyond the here and now. But wouldn’t it sometimes be nice to be able to dedicate our minds and selves in such a singular and direct way?

Watching bees lets me escape and imagine, for just a moment, that life is simple.

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When walking home tonight, I looked up at the moon suspended low in the night sky. To us, our would seems big. But on a cosmic scale, to our moon and beyond, we realise how small and vulnerable it really is.

To us, our lives are important. To us, our lives are everything and consequential. But wouldn’t it sometimes be nice to think that the things we do and the choices we make are not important?

Thinking about the scale of it all, compared to ourselves, lets me realise that life should be led without worry. How can we worry when we realise how insignificant we really are?

To the universe, we are just like the bee.

Back to my future

Inspired by the photos of Irina Werning featured on this blog last week, I dug out a couple of my own old photos when I went home at the weekend. Here is my own take on the Back to the Future theme. Both these photos were taken in the same playground in Plymouth (where my gran lives) several years apart. The photo on the left was taken when I was around three, the photo on the right was taken when I was around nine. Next time I go back to Plymouth, I will try to remember to recreate this scene again. For those of you with your own blogs, why not take your own Back to the Future photos and post about them?