To the dreamers… To those who believe, even, or maybe especially, those who may not know exactly what they believe but something inside of them keeps on believing… To those who look at the world and see not only what is, but what could be, the beauty hiding in all of the sadness and the madness and the rubble we have left in our wake… To the beat up, the knocked down, the kicked, the spit on, the last, the least, the forgotten… To those who do not, who cannot forget, who remember even when they are not remembered… To those who see the connection beyond the separation, the life beyond the loss, the light the darkness cannot put out… To the mad ones, the ones the world calls different or crazy because they see things others can’t… To the losers, those who have lost, those who are lost, those who don’t want to be found, those who want nothing more than to be… To those still holding on, knuckles clenched to white, hands aching, shoulders tired, on the edge, but not giving up… To you… You, reading these words right now… In all of the chaos, all of the voices filling our days, pulling us this way and that, telling us so many different things, please hear this, please know this… Wherever you are, whatever you’re going through, you are loved. You are loved. You are loved. And we need you here. Your voice, your hands, your song. All of you. We need you. Keep going.
Beautiful! Very encouraging!