Another month has flown by and we are approaching the time of four leaf clovers and pots of gold at the end of the rainbow so I'm prompted to ask you if you believe in luck? I think what I'm really asking is if you approach the world and, for that matter, each day, with a sense of hope. One of my favorite sayings is Emily Dickenson's famous definition of hope: it is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul -- and sings the tune without the words -- and never stops -- at all.
Hope IS fragile, like a small bird, but as many of us have found, if it resides deep in our souls it does, indeed sing, without stopping, no matter what! My hope is that regardless of what may be buffeting your life you find hope and that our beloved community may be part of what keeps it singing for you!
In the meantime, may you
Go shining, Karen