December 20th: A bird

A message to remind you of on this beautiful day.  A bird awakes from its slumber every morning and sings. It expects the best and flies into the sky. It knows its provided for and never doubts nature.    It lives to play. And yet, some of you awake in the morning, and it is like you are sitting in a car looking in the rear view mirror behind you.  Protecting yourself from yesterday.  The funny part is my loves, is yesterday has gone, just like your last breath. It will never be the same.  Today is a NEW DAY. Stop making it an old one. Discover the newness of right now.  What is new about right now?

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