With humility, wisdom

We want to scale peaks, do great works, shake the foundations of the earth...
yet are not willing to climb a staircase, stir from an arm chair, walk around a corner.

We want to photograph wonders in distant lands, towers that reach the sky, fields as far as the eye can see..

but fail to look down at the beauty of a moment's water pooled and held aloft by the organic structure of a blade of grass. Linear tenuous beauty in the blade. Surface tension of the drops held aloft.

Perhaps our every moment is tinged with the promise of the momentous.
Perhaps our every action straddles the divide between nothing and something.

Perhaps it is that you ARE great. You DO powerful things.
But you know them not.

I see.
I believe.

You are great my friends. You do powerful things.
Your actions and choices have impact.
Your creations speak and live.
You live. I live. We live.

The great exists in the small.
Eternity in a moment.
Magic in the mundane.

You are scaling peaks and challenging dragons.
It is called life.
It is paying bills and mowing lawns.
It is arguing and hurting and learning.

It is life.
See the unicorn or the narwhal.
In either see the beauty and the wonder.