Sometimes I see a place in my mind where my heart can rejoice and reflect in an almost simultaneous observing manner and when doing so, the setting I often find myself in is the evening time of a wintry December’s day. And on such a day, already the night sky has fallen to ignite the street lights that shine over the side-walks. Surrounding the street’s and shops, humbling displays of seasonal lights glow in pursuit of the smiles accompanying the jolly spirited people fulfilling seasonal shopping obligations or instead enjoying memorable time spent with ones dear to their heart. Where am I in this envisioned scene? I’m probably sitting on a bench observing and embracing the very moment while capturing the warmth of those joyfully walking from one place to another, my eyes also grasping the luminous light displays in the shops and other surroundings; and occasionally I will look up to the night sky, releasing a breath of air as I bow my head backwards ever slightly so to view the wintry night sky in all it’s dark, reflecting beauty. I often picture such a scene as I most associate this envision with happiness, in that generally the season of winter is the period that is most eventfully known for giving and spending time with cherished loves ones. Not to recognise such acts however as only a formality for this seasonal period in question; sometimes it’s easy to forget that such deeds should also be carried out the whole year through without question or praise. This scene also reminds me of a simpler time, or a simpler life, where loved ones and doing things for them is all that would matter – far beyond any materialistic need. It’s also my ‘go to’ place when I call for a little resurgence in the heart within. If anything and perhaps most of all above the already said; the scene reflects on me all the beauty that I ever hope for the World to see, specially those who are too vulnerable in life to be exposed to the wonder of giving, happiness and love.