Shannon Belecque:
It's a weird concept, isn't it? I'll give them a letter that it's OK for them to use medically, and then they're going to some alleyway and buy it on the street.
Shannon Belecque:
To our native land, glorious and free, with glowing hearts we show our love for our home land, Canada
Shannon Belecque:
Standing tall overlooking the beautiful side of the city i call my home.
Shannon Belecque:
For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive.
Shannon Belecque:
His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
Shannon Belecque:
Macro Flower bed
Shannon Belecque:
Someone will have to weed and spread The young sprouts. Sprinkle them in the hour When shadow falls across their bed.
Shannon Belecque:
Only in quiet waters do things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world.
Shannon Belecque:
For a tree to become tall it must grow tough roots among the rocks.
Shannon Belecque:
Our senses are indeed our doors and windows on this world, in a very real sense the key to the unlocking of meaning and the wellspring of creativity
Shannon Belecque:
Without deep reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people.
Shannon Belecque:
“The one whose judgment counts most in your life is the one staring back in the glass.
Shannon Belecque:
If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads
Shannon Belecque:
In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.