They tried to bury us. They didn't know we were seeds.
If you were a seed, what kind would you be?
What would you like to germinate from the love within your heart?
Gently, let us ask ourselves:
How do I tend my fields of possibility? What can my thoughtful care yield?
How do I tend my fields of possibility? What can my thoughtful care yield?
What needs weeding out in order for crops of love, integrity, kindness, and oneness to grow fully?
How do I show deep gratitude for the rain, the sun, the soil-and even the pests?
As I stand back and observe my co-creation, what do I see? And what do I still long to see bloom?
Clear vision of what our heart desires (and the deep feeling of it as though it is already in existence), intentional community, and inspired action create our new world.
Can you feel the aliveness of our new world? Roots run deep in the fertile soil of possibility.