We are sitting in the airport in Phoenix waiting for our flight. Anytime I come across a Parker Palmer passage, I feel an unbearable urge to share it with others.Spring is slowly emerging at home, so this seemed so appropriate for the day. Thank you David.
In my own life, as winters turn into spring, I find it not only hard to cope with mud but also hard to credit the small harbingers of larger life to come, hard to hope until the outcome is secure. Spring teaches me to look more carefully for the green stems of possibility; for the intuitive hunch that may turn into a larger insight, for the glance or touch that may thaw a frozen relationship, for the stranger’s act of kindness that makes the world seem hospitable again.





“the green stems of possibility’…I love it.
If we water and nurture them they grow. Thank you Mimi.
Yes! Lovely. Thank you, and happy travels.
You are welcome and thank you. We are almost home. We are in Vancouver on a beautiful spring day. It is nice to see the mountains and ocean so clearly.
I can understand why you feel compelled to share.
Parker Palmer is one of my heroes in life. I read him frequently and seek out the wisdom his work inspires. Thank you Rebecca.
Winter frost here this morning. I look forward to anticipation of a spring that may never come.
It is beginning to feel like that. We have snow in our forecast. After 90 degree weather in Phoenix, this is an adjustment.
Good one.
Thank you Lvsrao.