Today, the world is gray, and full of rain and lightning, and I sit here, dreaming of a green world, a different world, a world where people do not want to cause each other pain. Or themselves, for that matter.
Pain is so mixed up in everything we do, we come to want to control it. But pain is for us to endure, even to hate, but not to cause needlessly. The green comes when we maintain ourselves through all kinds of change in weather.
Growing things are everywhere, and we can either aid or hinder them in their growth. That includes ourselves, of course. It also includes not only those who we may see as being in our care, but those we think of primarily in terms of them taking care of us. The rain waters the garden, and the garden waters the rain.
There is so much to see that we have never seen, and so much to do that we have never done; but effort involves risk, and risk means the chance of pain, a pain beyond our control. So we all have to decide how far we are willing to go, and in what direction, to feel the magic that life has to offer.
Always teach with love. And learn the same way. For the love of all who came before us lives in us.
Love where you can; create where you are able; sustain what you find; grow what you are given.
Today, the world is gray, and full of rain and lightning, and I sit here, dreaming of a green world, a different world, a world where people live and love and seek and find; a world of pain endured, and lessons taught with kindness; a world grown green through nurture.
And I believe it is out there.