Gardening is all about optimism.

In spite of unseasonable wind, snow and unexpected weather of all sorts - a gardener still plants. And tends what they have planted ... believing that Spring will come.

A bird only flies. It does not turn to another bird and ask, am I doing this right?

When I want to be bold about my movement ... I for sure do not call it exercise!

In choosing joy, the finish line dissolves into a different matter altogether.

Lean forward into your life. Begin each day as if it were on purpose.

Speak quietly to yourself and promise there will be better days. Whisper gently to yourself and provide assurance that you really are extending your best effort. Console your bruised and tender spirit with reminders of many other successes. Offer comfort in practical and tangible ways - as if you were encouraging your dearest friend. Recognize that on certain days the greatest grace is that the day is over and you get to close your eyes. Tomorrow comes more brightly.