Divine love—that blissful, quiet stillness within, is real.
Every thought, emotion, thing is illusion.
I relish the purr of my kitten, the vanilla scent of a ponderosa forest, the taste of sweet cherries, the cool zing of ocean water, laughing with friends and bottomless sleep.
I rely on the real.
And the photo?
Ramah Lake in western New Mexico. I shot the image, and when I returned a few years later, the lake was gone.
Now it has returned.