Thorns

There's always a hint of jealousy or fear behind every disdainful remark. I say, Don't give into either - Give love; be love. With each breath and thought, seek light, compassion, and allowance. Live joy and plant seeds among the weeds, for truly the green will indeed spring forth.

There is exquisite beauty waiting to be found - hope within every person - hope that may be buried under layers of disappointment or lack of the right nourishment. Any negativity is simply evidence of protective thorns developed from sadness and untruth. 

Hope is a living vibrant verb; it is rooted in emotion and developed in action yet always sustained by truth. Let all of its gifts inspire. See the green and let sweetness rain down to quench the dry and barren recesses of anyone who may need to see their worth enough to prune the pricks of fear and let go of discontent. Just do it. Lift, love, smile...

- This Carman Girl