We are all in the School of Love.
For our friends that have forgotten this or have never been told about this wonder of wonders, our job is to gently remind them, enroll them, or invite them. And when we forget, may we have the gift of friends that gently remind, enroll, and invite us back as well.
There’s no pass or fail here. Anything that feels like failure is simply a comma into a new beginning.
We need you in this eternal classroom that flows over a never-ending riverbed of peace, patience, kindness, perseverance, and hope.
It’s among us.
It’s at hand.
If the voice of one of us missing, that’s one too many.