So I am looking at the view from my studio window. Again. And I just cannot see it.
I can see my thoughts about it, all right. It is beautiful. The cherry tree is in full bloom/it is autumn and the cherry tree is loosing its leaves.
The English Channel is grey/blue/choppy/calm, the fishing boats are out/they are coming in, and there goes my neighbour.
Anyway, here is a thunderstorm over the English Channel.
I wish I could stop making sense. I’m far too attached to making sense. It stops me from seeing what is there.
How do you learn how to see?