Gretha Cellar shared this poem with the community
PERHAPS.. Perhaps our dreams are there to be broken, and our plans are there to crumble, and our tomorrows are there to dissolve into todays... and perhaps all of this is all a giant invitation to wake up from the dream of separation, to awaken from the mirage of control and individuality, and embrace whole-heartedly what is present. Perhaps it is all a call to compassion, to a deep embrace of this universe in all its bliss and pain and bitter-sweet glory. Perhaps we were never really in control of our lives, and perhaps we are constantly invited to remember this, since we constantly forget. -Jeff Foster-
"Move forward. Good things are up ahead."
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