The little things—small seeds of kindness that I give or receive, I hold them up with grateful hands and allow them to slip away. May they bless whatever comes into their path—shine a light where there is none. Provide nourishment for those who are hungry. Blanket in God’s care those who are cold and in despair. May these seeds of hope travel beyond my finger tips and not be bound by time or space…May they find you and ask you to dance in their limitless possibilities. Seeds of love and light are yours as we honor each other—our journey to wholeness. May you find reverence for all that surrounds you. All that has come before, all that is present, and all that is yet to be.