“Mystery is not about travelling to new places, but looking with new eyes” - Marcel Proust.

Sometimes we forget to look around at what we have; what we are so lucky to have. So I have to remind myself to look again. Shut my eyes, breathe, contemplate the life that I have and all that is in it.
It is amazing how this can rejuvenate your life and give you a new sense of want, of desire, of love.