I learn, grow, and thrive in the school of Mother Nature.
Like me, plants and animals thrive in a variety of conditions—from lush to harsh. When I feel in the flow of abundance, I sing like the birds. When I am hungry for love or peace, I remember how animals adapt to find food and water as seasons or conditions change. I watch a squirrel bury acorns and I consider saving a little for later. I see a tree freely giving fruit, and I effortlessly offer my gifts. I touch a delicate flower and pledge to honor my own vulnerability. I feel solid earth beneath my feet or loose soil in my hands. Sometimes I live on the solid ground of familiarity; other times my life becomes rich soil for new ideas. I open myself to the teachings of Mother Nature, and I am blessed.
Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap ... and yet God feeds them.—Luke 12:24