If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a lair
A hope-er, a pray-er a magic bean buyer...
If you're a pretender, come site by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Here is our adventure. A chance to really change. A chance to make a difference. A time to show pure courage. Here is the time I stop sitting back believing that the tapestry is already woven. This is the time to take back the power. Trust things that have never been trusted. Hope that this trail will save many lives. It is time to be courageous because, just letting go required some but, this requires more.
First, I just need to make it through this week. Make it through a week of less the plenty sleep, not a lot of food, and a lot of tears. This week I will mourn what we planned to be my destiny and celebrate what ever tomorrow holds. It is very possible that the outcome will not change; but all I need is the power of one thought. Mine: the power of positive.
Second, back to organic.