your daily dose of spiritual food



waiting around in an airport can be a challenging exercise in not falling into extreme boredom. that’s how i found myself “viendo pal techo”, (looking up at the ceiling) in the miami international airport, waiting to board my flight back home. to my surprise, instead of ductwork and concrete, i found beauty in pattern and rhythm, contrasting shapes, light and shade playing with each other in this neverending dance.