The world is a maze… patterns upon patterns, mirrored from a blueprint archetyped from time immemorial. And what is the value of each unique snowflake, before it disappeared? Was it happy, and did it make others happy? That caring and joy in “Being” is the nature of Real Nature. Life is a mirror.

The following galleries are echoes of someone who called herself “Ms Deva”… What a mystery. What mind can fathom Truth? Maybe the “unknowing” is sometimes grace. I think I did these five galleries because I am considering throwing out my family albums soon…  Some memories are saved here. Some are on digital.  I can let the rest go.