I saw this on the wall of a museum in Wellington, New Zealand the other day, and had to grab a photo of it.
What does this mean to you? Whose vision do you try to borrow, when you need to see the world differently?
For me, lately it's been Pema Chodron — who seems to see things (and, more importantly, people) with the compassion, perspective and wit that I dearly long for — and strive for — in myself…
Curious to hear your answers!
LG
