I remember the first movies I ever saw as a child; “Superman” starring Christopher Reeve. I left the theater feeling I could fly, quickly fashioning a cape out of my new spring jacket.

As we made our way home, I couldn’t stop staring upwards at the sky. If one simple farm boy could learn to fly, then what of the rest of us?

It was first I’d felt of my boundless potential. Suddenly, the stars seemed each within reach. There was neither a tree too high, nor a stream too deep.

In the days to follow, though I noticed something else – knowing my potential, I felt an immeasurable courage.

This is why we need joy in our lives; stories of rising above in the wake of absolute disaster. With these stories, we are reminded — there are no absolutes save the ‘truth’ we have created.

People often tell me it’s hard to engage peace; though, I will always disagree. In truth, perhaps we are looking too closely within and losing the benefit of humanity’s aperture?

We forget that we are boundless, loving, infinite beings – who can take to the skies with a single, cape-driven leap.

In peace, my sweet friends…

Namaste ❤