I love getting older. My understanding deepens. I can see what connects. I can weave stories of experience and apply them. I can integrate the lessons. Things simply become more & more fascinating. Beauty reveals itself in thousands of forms.
A Gifter Paintbrush? What if a paintbrush were to take credit for the work of the artist? Or a student to take credit for the work of the teacher? What if we are doing those exact things in our lives and don't realize it?