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Sunlight glistens on yesterday’s fallen.
Henny laps a long pull from a vast puddle.
“How are we —” Thalia feels the breeze carry her curls, “— gooo-ing to pay it forward today?”
Nia takes a few stabs at what Tal means by it. “Our joy? Our good fortune? Our Mystery Lilies?”
“Easy…” Calliope faces the sun. “…We allow all of the beauty we see to flow through us… and use it to water the world.”
In the game of contribution you wake up each day and bask in the notion that you are a gift to others.
~Ben Zander The Art of Possibility