I am home. Most of all, I am at home when I am home. When I venture out in the world, I see signs of all kinds that let me know I’m right where I’m supposed to be at any moment… the license plate number, the rainbow in the sky, or the person who approaches me with just the right words. At home, I might not be expecting the world to speak to me in my playful language. However, it always does. And if I am listening, I see the signs. This message appeared just outside my office window. It reminds me to let things unfold in their own beautiful and natural way.
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