Our world can be a mythological realm of mystery and wonder

CC Jean Stimmell 2013

If we can occasionally get off the rat race and lose ourselves in reverie, the world responds by transforming itself from a to-do list into a mythological realm of mystery and wonder, even in our own back yard.

The above image is an untouched photograph of one of the sculptured rocks at the State Park in Groton, NH combined with a photograph of a flayed and mangled tree stub washed up on the shore at Great Bay, also untouched except for harmonizing the colors.

In terms of seeing the world through one's creative inner eye while lost in reverie, I like this quote by W. B. Yeats–  and, indeed, may it stay with us and never leave.

“Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. Oh beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a while.”