Flower Power

Some of the images I took recently from a photo shoot with a lady who loves what she does. She is not just an amazing florist. She turns her flowers into works of art. She is the founder of DeBunga. They do bespoke flower arrangements for all sorts of occasions. There’s always something you can keep with you long after the flowers have wilted.

I had tremendous fun and my eyes just couldn’t get enough of their amazing forms and colours! I know now how Monet felt with regards to flowers.

I’d rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck. ~Emma Goldman

People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. ~Iris Murdoch, A Fairly Honourable Defeat

Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1844

When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other. ~Chinese Proverb


I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers. ~Claude Monet

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Mindful Break: How To Cure Worrying Too Much

Its one of those moments (again..) where I feel like I’m stuck. I think I worry too much. This article came in at a good time. Something to ponder about. Especially that about “learning to trust the Universe (or God) completely and that I always have exactly what I need”

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I was at a trendy breakfast spot in Soho.

Modern, super delicious food, hip New Yorkers.

In the far corner were three people who stood out from the crowd.

That’s hard to do in New York City.

You could wear phosphorescent green, ultra-skinny jeans… and in NYC, you’d fit right in.

You could be a conjoined twin with two heads of different ethnic origin… and in NYC, you’d fit right in.

You could say out loud, “Jezamachafreeakmakamaka!” And in NYC, somebody would say “Screw you!” but somebody else would say “I hear ya brother!”

Point being… it’s hard to stand out here!

So just who were these three people who stood out from the crowd in Soho?

They were monks in full robes enjoying Sunday brunch.

As one of them walked passed me I said to him, “I have to let you know… your energy is awesome. Do you have any worries whatsoever?”

He said, “Of…

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