Grateful. To live with hearts and eyes open to beauty’s heartbeat in the world around us while extending our hands to receive and give away. Whispered worries melt at the slightest breeze of thanks. Hold on tight, because if you open the door to its knock, the draft could sweep your feet right from beneath you. But what a beautiful way to fall.

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