We smile at strangers.
We open our lives’ doors to a season of growth and change.
We prepare appropriately, and we engage with others in a feast celebrating the invigoration of an existence now shared… and so sweet.
We laugh.
We dance.
We sing.
We affirm together the truth that “… with all its sham, drudgery, and broken
dreams, it is still a beautiful world.”
dreams, it is still a beautiful world.”
And somewhere in a distant thought ...
We acknowledge the persistent challenges that we have faced, and will face… as facts of our lives… courses to be endured… difficulties to be overcome. Yes they are. And we refuse to allow them to prevent us from living into the real possibilities that encourage us to be more than just unwitting victims of our fragile idiosyncrasies.
And with that in mind we necessarily silence the voices around us; both the artificial ones on our radios and televisions, and those from the people immediately around that incessantly bombard us with their scenarios of gloom and doom.
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