With words I think, I say, I reach, I seek to touch without the sight and sign of skin to skin,
With words I place idea and self within another's breath,
And if that breath bestowed we breathe, we hold that whispered wind of change as one,
For moment of that breath we share, a place this sheltered soul takes wing,
The better I become.
The idea of a garden is complex, yet so easily experienced… I ponder on what defines a garden, the gardener, on our need and love of gardens, and my experience of them, near and far.
Two gardens have shaped me. The garden where I live in Southern England, and a garden in Tuscany, Italy where I spent three months in late summer and autumn over thirty years ago…
Following on from my previous thought, I ponder on why I am happier to learn complex procedures with my body and mind over those requiring only my mind. When for example I practice a difficult sequence on the piano, the improvement of my performance is not only something I appreciate aesthetically, but also physically. The sensation of growing bodily ease is a profoundly satisfying feeling. Although I may feel a sense of achievement with a wholly mental task, understanding is confined to the abstract.
William Shakespeare
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Think This Today is the creation of Mike de Sousa, an artist, writer, and composer.