Watching the waves move the January sunshine, the distance pulls the mind into the infinite.
Somewhere in the world another soul speaks truth.
And we all dance in ways that no one can quite understand.
And at moments of grace, friends show their strength, the pleasure of knowing the ingenious wonder of creation.
We often don’t see what we are creating, particularly while we are in the creation, but from the outside, it becomes clear.
Dreams, visions, ideals, the ephemeral lives in the context of the viewer.
You see things.
You see things in others, in yourself, in the world.
The things you see others often don’t.
Why might that be?
Because you choose to see.
It’s that simple.
To let ourselves be inspired by each other’s adventures and journeys, and to be supportive of those expressions whether they work out as imagined or not, is a beautiful way to live life.
I choose to see your genius, your creative expression.
Most people will if, you are at peace if they do not.
And then it doesn’t matter, because those who will, will and those who don’t, don’t.
Besides, you are now living in a different reality, a re-imagining of what is possible for you.
Hugs, love, and to the wonder of seeing,