The Promise of Spring


Hello friends,

We’re in the midst of a glorious false spring here in Portland, Oregon. Crocuses are blooming, and plum trees and daffodils are showing small buds. The air is cool and fresh, the sun shines, and yesterday, a small red finch scoped out the front porch of our 108 year old home, seeing if there’s a good spot to nest.

Finches nested on our porch a couple of years in a row a few years back. Seeing that finch lifted my heart.

Seeking a place to nest is a sign of hope. There is a future. There are plans to make and eggs to lay and hopefully, some chicks to be born.

These days, I’m doubling down on hope. Not the pie-in-the-sky variety, but the taking-small-actions type. Social unrest and uncertainty keeps happening, but that doesn’t mean I’m not taking action today for possible good things to come.

Maybe you’re in a good place this week, or maybe you’re struggling. Or maybe, like many of us, you are some combination of both.

Regardless, today I wonder: What gives you hope this week?

What actions are you taking, small or large, to build a nest to cradle better possibilities?

I’d love to hear from you.

Best wishes - Thorn


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