Boredom. We abhor it as if it were the flu.
Or try to swat it away like we may a house fly.
An unwelcome guest. A burden….But is it?

We are not all that different from trees. Carbon-based. In need of light and nourishment.
Mostly living in communities and communicating in our own languages.
Battling the elements as we attempt to develop resilience.

It’s less that TWO HOURS from the release of the Mueller Report. All eyes are on the outcome. Half the country believes the President is innocent of collusion and obstruction. Half the country wants him tarred and feathered.

We imagine life in snapshots. Still. Permanent. Solid.
But life and all it encompasses is more like a flowing river.

Gratitude is not just a moment of thanksgiving we acknowledge every November.
Gratitude is a way of seeing. A way of being.

To say our world has many challenges is an understatement. But much good exists. Even in the darkest times, there is incredible light.

Let the writers and poets and speakers of the world continue to capture our hearts and minds through their carefully (and often uniquely) chosen words.

We often see what we expect to see. So seek the good. See the good.

Why does it seem that we’ve forgotten that we are all connected?

Do you ever dream of a life of simplicity? Stop counting each moment, and instead make each moment count. It’s the small things that matter most.