Life is like a bubble in water. We might plan a lot but God’s plan is final. Life is a continious celebration, sweet and sour.
My bags are always packed, a little open and can be packed in a few minutes. My needs are minimal. Expectations and desires, also very little. Attachments, almost nothing. When God will call, let us leave with a smile. Are you? I have no life insurance, no health insurance in India. I went once to hospital, doing Balashram Trek.
I have little attachments to this place. My knights toy. Please be not too attached to the world unnecessarily, but to God always.
And like water, life and nature, art can be created in cycles. Art comes and goes. It lives. What once was a tree, is transformed into wood which eventually ends up as the frame of an artwork on your wall.