General Whimsy: Full Moon & Little Joys & Big Comforts.

Postcards from the Moon. 

Or, well of the Moon. 

Pictures clicked in March during some kind of super moon. 

I remember having a less than perfect day, and that night I looked out the window and saw this glorious full moon and feeling all kinds of joyful. 

This has been my greatest learnings from the last few months, that its the littlest things that bring the brightest joys. 

A full moon night. 

A gentle breeze at the end of a long day. 

Flowers blooming. 

A cup of perfectly brewed chai. 

A good nap.

A rainy afternoon. 

Perfect puddles to jump in. 

Fluffy clouds. 

Soft, old tees. 

Cold Coffee. 

A good laugh. 

Good hair days. 

Food that fills your heart. 

Kitchen experiments. 

Cold showers at the end of a summer night. 

Fresh sheets. 

 

"With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be perfectly happy?" 
— Oscar Wilde 

"And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about." 
— Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)

"The moon is a loyal companion.
It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.
Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections." 
— Tahereh Mafi

The clouds will clear up soon enough, if not tomorrow, then later but clear they will. 

And soon life will find it's old rhythm again. 

Things will go back to normal. 

The clouds will lift, and the light will shine again. 

We've just got to hold on. 

Have faith. 

And find the little joys to carry us through.