Macro viewing through the camera lens reminds me of the freedom of falling into a new perspective, paradigm or view. The first line from William Blake’s poem, “Auguries of Innocence,” gives me that free-fall without a bungie cord. How many ways can I understand what it means to ’see the world in a grain of sand?’ And why bother? Here we go . . .

To see a world in a grain of sand

And a heaven in a wild flower,

Hold infinity in the palm of your hand

And eternity in an hour.

More jolts:

1. Remember that the difference between a weed and a flower is judgment. Oh what violence is born in judgment.

2. A bad man is a good man’s child. And a good man is a bad man’s teacher. Can we separate the effect of our impact from what we intend? Can I see without judging?

I like Wayne Dyer’s metaphor – about how when we use violence to get rid of dandelions we only double the amount of dandelions that will bloom next time.

Verse 25 of the Tao – “To know humanity know the earth. To know the way – understand the great within yourself.” Wisdom is knowing that I am nothing. Love is knowing I am everything. And in between the two is where I choose my life. End all conflicts with love.