Agathe ꩜ ༝ in those subtle moments we sometimes drift into, when time slips away and life stands silent, words cease to spill from our mouths or even bubble up from that source within. the warming wholeness ensues at the sheer experience of it all: we marvel at the vast beautiful complexity of creation rolling around and within us. it’s likely that every human has experienced this feeling at least once in some form. it almost seems hardwired, like a key back into the garden 〜