On a whim I had traveled to Broadmoore Sanctuary. Well, perhaps it was less of a whim and more a desire to escape something that has been weighing on me more heavily that the snow on the branches of the trees. I have realized that as of late I have let a certain something steal my light. I believe that we should share our light with others. That we can be the light at the end of the tunnel for one another at times of personal darkness, but we should never let anyone take our light. I say this because I am a positive and lighthearted person yet I sometimes allow myself and my light to be diminished. I encourage all of us to nourish ourselves and if there are situations or people in our lives that are not healthy for us- or that we are in turn not healthy for either- to examine whether or not health can be restored. Furthermore, we often drop the things that nourish us the most when we become busy and when our lives become congested so I further challenge myself and you to-
"Recover or discover something that nourishes your soul and brings you joy, and care enough about yourself to make room for it in your life"
Jean Shinoda Bolen
And now on to what nourishes my own soul and my respite from little earthquakes....
Everywhere I looked were little patches of mossy beauty. I adore Blue Hills; however there is not often any sign of creatures of the non human variety. At Broadmoore I heard birds chirping all around me and saw them playing among the trees. Their song brought me hope.
'Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and confidence'.
- Helen Keller
Stand tall and shine bright my friends.



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