If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.-—Joseph Campbell

Spring Fever

In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.   Margaret Atwood

I am going to try to pay attention to the spring. I am going to look around at all the flowers, and look up at the hectic trees. I am going to close my eyes and listen.  Anne Lamott

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.   Rainer Maria Rilke

The tender yellow-green leaves on the trees, the tiny wildflowers in the grass, the fresh breeze through my open windows.

What will I learn in this season of new beginnings?

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