Did you ever go outside and feel that all the birds were singing?
Every single one. So many different songs. That there was a kind of happiness in the air. An exuberance at this moment. As if anything was possible.
Strange, isn’t it - the thought “As if anything was possible?” Most of us rarely think of this.
Suppose, just for a moment that it really is true – that it can be true - that anything is possible right now, just because I tune into and play with “anything is possible.”
What would you do? Really, what would you do?