And Jesus said, “Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven”.~Matthew 18:3
What gems to find, when sifting through what you’ve left behind; the innocence and purity, the absence of mind that allows love to populate this moment unencumbered by shoulds or should nots.
Love fills all the gaps between stutter and statement, a bow and a blush that paints the sky peach, turns the heart in, spreads the love all ’round.
The little child, a simple gift to me and knowing that I am “that”–pure and simple.
Be Still 