I am thinking and pondering with intense focus this morning.
A dangerous thing, especially when you’re trying to meditate and not think.
Thinking about yesterday’s post.
My love of words, sentences, paragraphs, ideas, scribbling, writing, sharing!
About how many of us grow passions during our short lives on this earth. How desires sprout like daffodils pushing green stalks from rich spring soil. How we want to share this and this and this with the world–here, here is my talent, my gift, my love!