The Watcher Within

In Samah’s words.

Sometimes I wonder how much of what we see is shaped by what's happening inside us.

Our memories, our fears, our hopes. They can change the way we look at the very same thing.

In The Watcher Within, the eye is surrounded by movement and color, but it feels as though it's looking both outward and inward.

I like the idea of trusting that inner voice.

The one we don't always listen to, even when it's trying to tell us something.