Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps a singing bird will come–
I regularly need reminding that what I offer up from my heart predicts what I will receive there.
If I’m grumbling and breaking like a dying vine instead of a vibrant green tree~~~
coming up empty and hollow with discouragement,
entangled in the cobwebs and mildew of worry,
only gobbling and grousing~~~
then no singing bird will come.
It is so much better to nurture the singers of joy and gladness with a heart budding green with grace and gratitude, anticipating and expectant.
My welcome mat is out and waiting.
The symphony can begin any time now…