Standing at a bridge that had been washed out by erosion I thought about my life. Our past is behind us, and when I would think of the past, the negative would rush forward. I had to overpower that oppression with moments that made my heart sing. Then I thought about the present, which is where I stand with my dreams beside me guiding my way. I visualized the other side where my dreams are beyond me. It was amazing how hope started flooding my mind with breathtaking clarity and beauty to move forward.
Culture, Heart, and Art
