There’s no need for us to shatter what’s past nor to hide our dusty, fragile antiques and feelings … Instead, as the season turns, try to discern what’s useful as a vessel for continued hope, courage, daily tasks. Try to fill our delicate hearts often with delight. Let the sorrow drench us and trickle away. Even passion doesn’t have to sliver us, nor uncertainty fragment us. Keep the ideal of beauty always in mind—trusting the beauty in all of it is what we are made for.
