Good Morning Winterberries. Happy Full Moon and Spring.

We are nothing more than whispers fluttering our lashes on momentary glimpses of time; and nothing less than the eyes of creation, witnessing this moment, the culmination of everything that has happened since the birth of existence, and the next blink of the rest of infinity. We stand here on the precipice of a new age. What is the next chapter we will write with our thoughts and actions?