Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.
In these early spring days before their fullness the trees have a light in their eyes, the packed, swelling buds, these delicate feathers and fingers, (and the blossoms, the crazy blossoms!) and then the tiniest leaves, little baby exclamation points, raised eyebrows freckling the changed woods.
To attain individuality and courage and creativity you don't have to do some outlandish thing. Just let the beauty of the Beloved deep within come out.
The birds just can't stop talking about it.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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