We hope because something is missing. We have faith because someday, somehow, something’s coming. Get ready.
Squirrels with no fur upon thars: The Sneetches discovered that it’s what’s inside that counts. That’s something my backyard squirrels seem to know instinctively. The play together whether or not there is “fur upon thars.”
Lost sheep, black sheep, sheeple
For our not-so-clear, scary, long-term goals, it might help to: (1) Place them in your favourite coffee shop in your mind. (2) Do as the cows do and never spend one second comparing yourself to others or believing yourself unworthy. (3) Forge ahead. (4) Repeat.
I never thought I’d see the day. This week I saw a headline about the United States that read: “An Empire Has Fallen.” Conversations over the past few days have involved the phrase, “I hope the election can unfold without violence.” Dear America, what has become of you? As often as I have resented you […]
