and as streams of light fan out behind the darkened sun like the wings of a butterfly, i realize that i never saw true beauty until now.
Wendy Masscomparing what you see during an eclipse to the darkness at night is like comparing an ocean to a teardrop.
Wendy MassI bet if you go through the rest of your life telling yourself, "I'm sparkling," you'll have a whole different energy and experience.
Wendy Mass