I take a moment to consider, to reflect on the things that stop me, that stun me in the most profound ways. I collect those thoughts, those deeds, those sights, those colors. I’m searching for the pattern that holds them together, that makes a whole, an experience I can seek.
What I find is I earn them. I win them. When I am least expecting they are a gift granted by bountiful nature. They are a sign of life larger than I am. I feel their power and depth in each atom of their being. Colors of brightness shout of glory. Feelings of authenticity sing of joy, delight, and life lived with passion. One child with ice-blond hair walks with humanity and with an angelic soul, proving again that angels are everywhere.
−me strauss Letting me be