About the thoughts

Perfection Kills You mentally Above the clouds , (in my sense above the thoughts ) When you follows the perfection it kills you mentally. . . . . . . . #artist #art #photography #uttrakhand #rishikesh #lookingforward #love #god #nature #clouds #mountains #men #pain #peace #adventure #goodvibes #positivevibes #instagram #facts #truth #universe #humanity #secrets ViewContinue reading “About the thoughts”

Spring Meditation

Peace draws close to a quiet heart, a heart willing to listen and receive. What is your spirit telling you? Poetry and Image Copyright © 2021 rivers renewed Note: I will be taking a blogging break, to work on some projects. I will be reading your beautiful posts again on Wednesday. I’ll be sharing some

That Spring Take me Away From Year.

Spring is like a mixture of seasons that gives all pleasure of other seasons Every year, the cold of winter melts away and spring brings a new beginning. New beginnings are never easy, but we have some uplifting quotes that will inspire you to embrace them. Whether you’re in need for a caption for yourContinue reading “That Spring Take me Away From Year.”

Watch “A Trip of Rishikesh | feel love with nature” on YouTube

Ah, the sweet Trips of Rishikesh. It’s such a refreshing time! The warm sunshine feels so good on our skin, and melts away our winter blues. Colorful blooms are popping up, and it’s the perfect time to start planting the garden. This trips starts next week, so we’re sharing our favorite videos scenes about theContinue reading “Watch “A Trip of Rishikesh | feel love with nature” on YouTube”

The Freedom To Dance – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Animal sanctuary at Flynn, Alice Springs, NT. wrens skittering along. “Wrens are well known for picking up and leaving whenever they feel the need.” Bernadette King The Freedom To Dance Tiny, delicate, insignificant wrens, skittering oblivious past our feet, dancing, looking for crumbs ∽ of excitement leading to life ∼ which they unwittingly offerContinue reading “The Freedom To Dance – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon”

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