"Well, we're living in the time of the compost pile. Almost everything is rotten, but the compost is where the good things grow."
Again, I am compelled to ask you to remember... tattoo it if you must!!!-
Fear Accomplishes Nothing
(Just look back over the last year, when you accomplished a feat- perhaps losing 10 pounds. Was it fear that got you walking every day, or was it hope? How about when you had to confront a significant other with a problem? Was it fear that made you take the bull by the horns and stand your ground or was it the courage that it took to stand up, knees shaky as ever- to confront the problem, thereby clearing the air so understanding could float on down clear as day to all eyes concerned? When I speak of fear in this way, I do not mean herculean feats, I mean every-day-all-your-life, getting-on-that-two-wheeler-after-the-training-wheels-were-removed-bicycle and hoping with everything you had- that you might actually gain balance and ride. Was it fear that turned the pedals? Or was it faith?)
Thank you for giving a darn, listening and remembering together- as a child we remember the darkness of a closet as a fearful thing, as adults- fear all too often is let out of the closet to inhabit the whole house. I hope to become like the fearless child I once was, many years ago- she will be the compost queen once again, riding, peddling like the courageous being she always intended to be. Happy New Year to the courageous compost building children that we were...and can be again.