Neela Vermeire Créations, Ashoka
Sometimes it happens in a dim room surrounded by others. Capture your breath and know divinity as it courses up your spine. Other times nature’s palette, so impossibly vibrant, is enough to stop the world from spinning just long enough so that you to feel small enough to realize that you are part of everything. And sometimes all you have to do is close your eyes, lay back and let his hands explore the topography of your own universe. Time itself began with a bang.