Maybe it’s just a fly by night discovery, but it was true today so I thought I’d share it.
I was headed for a fairly big depression–big for me, that is–and I even shed a tear or two.
Then I had to tend to my blog, of course, and a post required a “bird in hand,” so I clicked on bird images. And spent perhaps 30 minutes of the best anti-depression therapy I ever received. It was beauty that did it. Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous. I’d like to know if it works for anyone else out there.
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“If only to close one’s eyes… and see the beauty.”
Works every time.
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I wonder how I could have overlooked that all these years.
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