Jane

I’m looking at the trees out of my bedroom window right now and they are filled with hope. It’s the 9th day of February, I live in Iowa and it snowed last night. Yet there are robins in the tree, colorful, singing robins. They are letting me know that Spring is not far off. Each day has a little more light at the end of the work day, a few more robins will come, those same trees will soon have buds and the particular one I’m looking at will have beautiful pink flowers. Spiri...

I’m looking at the trees out of my bedroom window right now and they are filled with hope. It’s the 9th day of February, I live in Iowa and it snowed last night. Yet there are robins in the tree, colorful, singing robins. They are letting me know that Spring is not far off. Each day has a little more light at the end of the work day, a few more robins will come, those same trees will soon have buds and the particular one I’m looking at will have beautiful pink flowers. Spirit trees are out there, you just have to stop long enough to let them reach out to you.

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6 years ago