I love how conversations are emerging, like bulbs long buried in the woodland floor when the sunlight penetrates the canopy.
People are exploring who they are and what they believe about the world with others out in the open.
For those of us who have given up trying to be clever – we aren’t – or looking for the right or perfect answer – there isn’t one – this is coming into the light through dialogue.
As the thoughtful and generous John Kuzava reflected on my post, Wait for the light, yesterday:
“Light cannot exist without something to fall upon… just as kindness cannot exist without something to give it to…
It may seem otherwise… but you are not waiting for the light… it is waiting for you.”
Thanks for reflecting the light.