As the new year unfolds,
I ask myself,
"What will you hold?"
Abundance. Love. Miracles.
Always felt, but not always delivered when asked.
They show up in mysterious ways;
never too far, but always near enough to recognize the beauty of a universal offering.
Ask and you shall receive,
blink and you might miss it...
like the fading effect of a shooting star--noticed only for a moment, but deeply felt forever.
xoxo, Ki
