Most of life includes an element of risk. I can say with absolute certainty that the only regrets I have are times I wasn't daring enough to risk the win.
And so as we age, our bodies and minds become less limber, and we become someone unrecognizable to who we once were, the free spirit, whole earth zen bunny from our glory days who stores our sense of self. We scarcely notice the changes in spirit but they are there.
There is a soaring sense of hope when love envelops us in comfort and safety. It is very alluring. But when we let life beat us into a box, out comes the intolerances that have overtaken our souls. How it ends is anyone's guess.
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