On this lazy Sunday morning in April, the flowers are starting to get ready to bloom. The gardeners have decided that the soil is warm enough for planting. Look around and hope is still in the air, even with all of the destruction around us.
If you just look at all that already exists in your life, all that you already have: unlimited air to breathe, ample lighting to see, music to hear, books to read, stars to dream by, trees to gaze upon, floors to dance over, friends to cavort with, strangers to meet, enemies to befriend, woods to walk through, beaches to comb, rocks to scale, rains to splash in, rivers to float in, animals to bring comfort… you have to admit, there's more of it than you could ever, ever, ever, ever spend. But try anyway.
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