A quiet day at home.
One of my favourite books is one I bought at an extremely busy time of my life - children, full time work and study.
It's a particularly lovely edition (paperback, now well worn) with beautiful photographs.
Yet nothing is left undone
I couldn't claim then or now to understand the meaning but I liked the ambiguity and the apparent acceptance of mystery. I found it very calming.
With the recent bout of clearing and talk of emptiness and space I find it grounding to look at this book.
Do you have a book that brings you calm?