If we could see inside each other, I imagine we’d witness something along these lines. The reflected tree speaks of our journey here on earth, the paths we take, often reaching outside ourselves for something greater, only to realise it’s inside us all along. At our core, a beautiful beaming light in spite of the pain, the scars, the debris that build up along the way – a testament to our Resilience.

This photo is not from Recoleta Cemetery but from my magical hour and a quarter in Père Lachaise last September. As my previous post from England was from the same Paris trip, that brings things in a nice loop.