A later campervan morning after a wee camera stroll this morning. A hard frost, minus two and crunchy underfoot. Whiteness everywhere, and a real cold feel to the air, biting at fingers, nose and toes. Hat, scarf and gloves morning. Hoping to catch a sunrise this morning, which I did, but somewhat tamer than they have been of late. Managed to catch three deer grazing, but they were gone in a flash. A lovely cold winter walk. Reflecting this morning on the last few days sharings around intentions, rituals and realities, experiences and contributions. Something occurred to me around enjoying the process and enjoying your process. The process of intention to reality, creativity, life or whatever you chose it to be. And this morning up at half five and enjoying the process of process. Lovely days people.
“Don’t aim at success—the more you aim at it and make it a target, the more you are going to miss it. For success, like happiness, cannot be pursued; it must ensue, and it only does so as the unintended side-effect of one’s dedication to a cause greater than oneself or as the by-product of one’s surrender to a person other than oneself.” Viktor Frankl.
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