It’s everywhere. Spirit. In the trees, sky, ocean, dirt, rocks, me, you, the changing weather, plants sprouting. Can you close your eyes and open them too? Hear the call, like nature, a sense, a knowing, that guides? Listen to it whisper. The chant, an invocation of love. What if today, you quieted your mind, dropped into your heart, held out your hands and let love do the rest? What if you lived in possibility, miracle, creation and first press joy?