I’m sitting in a Starbucks right now. Laptop open. Coffee hot. Listening for the words on my heart. But the words have gone. There are so many things I wish I could say. So many things that I think I HAVE to say. But the words have gone. The world is hurting. The world is
Good Morning. The sun glistening across the ocean waters, skipping over the tips of the waves as they’re pulled in from the horizon. The first morning rays stretch out - reaching across the ocean and grasping for the land beyond. Melodies emerge from the throats of birds, filling the air, calling to the world, “Rise!