Choosing to see differently again

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Eyes adjustingto winter’s harvestof seedheads inchill wind and ice-blue skies. What does this timerequire of me, andwhat peculiar giftsdoes it bear? Will I standwith open hands,or shield my gazefor another day? + Sue Heatherington ~ I’ve been drawn to these bulrushes on successive days. Each time I encounter them differently, sometimes with extraordinary contrasts.

Keep on sowing seeds

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Are we waiting for the one, the right seed to plant? It can be tempting to wait for the perfect seed, the one that’s going to yield the most fruit and be the strongest version of itself. But this isn’t how nature works. Neither should we.