Branches Grow

It begins  - with the smallest of thoughts..of ideas...of dreams. It needs light..it needs air..it needs water.

It begins  - with courage...with strength..with persistence.

It begins - with letting go..with showing up..with being present to everything and all that's possible.

It begins - because it must...because it calls..because it has no other choice.

From the ground..from its roots - it grows its branches. It reaches up. It reaches out. There's no telling how expansive.

One day - a seed.

Who knows what - from that - might grow.