“My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.” ~ Marcel Proust

Imagine if we all developed a willingness and the ability to see in new ways.

Imagine if we could readily see from one another's perspectives every time we disagreed. 

Imagine being able to figuratively step into the shoes of others and suddenly seeing her struggles, feeling his fears, understanding their hurts, and appreciating their dreams.

Imagine if we each saw everyone with reverence and everything with hope.
 
Love too,
Charlene

P.S. - Imagine, too, being able to see from the perspective of the sea, the air, the plants, and all of earth's creatures.

THE FIFTH GIFT IS HOPE. Through each passage and season may you trust the goodness of life. - from The Twelve Gifts of Birth