You never know how a kindness speck grows in the heart of another. The beauty of the simplest loving hello and the softness in the simplest of human connections often astounds me in how it can open the heart to a higher bandwidth within.
What makes a family of happiness within? A significant person in my life harped it into me quite young that money does not grow on trees.
Whenever we experience kindness, it lightens us and it quite wonder-fully enlightens us to more. I see it all the time. Many of us are often privy to feel this huge, boundless and humble wonder fill us in an uplifting pleasantness.
Wherever we are in the world nowadays, we have watched our city streets fatten with light. We all find it so beautiful, and it is. Something of this festive illumination landscape we communally create can speak to us at a soul level no matter we feel close to a faith or not.
Fall forward, Spring backward, goes the maxim. It is such a paradox of words. Other than hibernating that one extra hour of sleep for the winter, I am not an overall fan of daylight savings time altogether, and certainly not at this time of year.
When I was about twelve, I took great pride in learning that I share a birthday with Leonard Cohen. My first language of expression was poetry that people often said was part songwriting at times, and I liked to imagine LC thumbed up the muse in my pen no matter we were separated by thirty years.