March 10, 2017 Daily Insights

Sitting here listening to a symphony of birds.  There are many different birds instramental at playing their part.  They have their own frequency, tone and note as to not interfere with the other artists.  Are they born with these songs in their heart?

It’s spring and the squirrels playfully chase each other through guava trees.  The dry leaves flutter down to the ground.

We are mishearing and misseeing the universe.  We don’t hear the Universe because we hear the me saying its verses.