The bread you hold in your hands is the body of the cosmos ~Thich Nhat Hanh
Dear One, do you remember who you were before being born?
Yes, I was a seed planted in fertile soil. After some time of being nurtured by sun, rain and soil’s nutrients, I broke out of the ground and sprouted towards the sky. Bending with breezes, I defied gravity & grew up strong, supported by healthy roots, and surrounded by many others. Only if conditions are sufficient will I produce seeds that will continue indefinitely into the future.