SPRING...NOT YET BUT SOON!

So I've been thinking.
I'd like to share some hope, strength, and experiences I've had lately.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." I just started reading "A Tale of Two Cities." Life, I think in general, can be experienced this way at times. It is most confusing.
I hate change! And yet our greatest potential lies in the darkness of the unknown.
When looking up from the six foot hole we've dug for ourselves with no hope to be found - not to mention a way out of said hole - panic, anxiety, and the brother of all stress seem to always come along to partake in the misery pizza one orders at such a time.

I say hold the pizza and start climbing, one foothold at a time, but ask for help. Yep I said it. Ask for help. Sometimes a friend doesn't know they're a friend until they've helped. I believe helping each other is why we're here. I have been helped, assisted, saved, rescued, found, carried, pulled and gently coaxed into the grace of a new day more times than I can count. We are not alone....unless you want to be. Misery is optional and life, perception. Lately I've been choosing hope and you know what? Hope is what I find. Then a day at a time, one link at a time, I find myself a little bit freer from the bondage of self. Music is wonderful - people are full of wonder. There is guidance in silence, in family and friends but mostly inside ourselves. Trust your gut, intuition, and experience. And if that doesn't help, surrender to the divine intelligence that makes the heart beat, the sun rise, and the world turn one more day.

I know nothing...but I guess many riddles.
Nap