Just some thoughts on beginnings… Winter white branches of the birch appear barren, naked, stripped during the dormant period of winter But a closer look brings hope, for left on the bare branches are seeds and all the potential that lies within. So it is often with beginnings They are preceded by difficult endings where we may feel bare, stripped, naked. But somehow,even in the dormant period of loss, there is unseen potential Unseen, untapped, just waiting for the rightRead more