Posted by: Paul Sheringhams blog: a place of running dreams come true | March 29, 2016


I saw a sunrise this morning, with my own eyes, and it was magnificent. How lucky am I to be alive? Through my eyes my mind took flight into the clouds. The best kind of mindfulness I know, lost in the light, like a child lost in play, unaware, unburdened of the limiting concrete-like weight concept of self. Just my eyes and a soul lost in wonder. From despair to hope, a simple trick of the light.





  1. Beautiful images of sunrise….feels good to be alive!

  2. Thanks Sue, the last couple of days have been great.

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