I was in my local grocery store, Good Earth,  excited to see the beginning of summer season cherries when I turned and fell into the eyes of a little boy in his stroller.  His dad was checking out lettuce but his son and I shared a smile wide enough to embrace us both. I felt the arrow and target connect as one.

I walked around him, and he turned with me and again it was such a connection, an expansion of openness and oneness.  It was communion that continues even now, hours later.  There is such beauty in this world we share, such trust, and we do what we do for the children, for all children, and that’s why the gentle protests continue, nourishing what we believe in, bringing forth what we know is true.