Botanical Inspiration Day #12: To possess such an unbearable lightness of being as to be carried on a breeze. Being as light as a single seed plume of the Clematis Lasiantha flower.
“Living, there is no happiness in that. Living: carrying one’s painful self through the world. But being, being is happiness. Being: Becoming a fountain, a fountain on which the universe falls like warm rain.” – Milan Kundera
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