G. Steve Journal

Reflections on photography, art, beauty and the natural landscape.

What Kind of Egg

Poet T. S. Eliot, writing about the creative process, described a feeling of release — when quotidian stresses momentarily lift and allow one an unimpeded path to deeper understanding:

…we do not know until the shell breaks what kind of egg we have been sitting on.

[thanks Brain Pickings]

 

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