Everywhere I look in nature: diversity is flourishing.
Trees are turning out their autumnal livery in different ways and at different stages. And the variety and complementarity of this glorious array are inspiring.
The only part of the valley that does not display this as beautifully is where a monoculture of conifers was planted years ago. Yet even here mosses and fungi find space for emergent growth. Albeit slowly.
This is life flourishing.
So why do we assume that people who are different to us will upset our carefully constructed balance and diminish our life?
This, too, is life flourishing.