A light snow falls, like wishes and hopes for a future yet to come, with softness and a fragrant lingering for more.
So many of us ponder: Will more be enough?
Then following in tow: What if more is never enough? What if getting more simply leads to needing more?
And if we’re still and quiet in heart, speech, and body, this answer will be there on the heels of our fears:
There is no such thing as more, to remedy that which we experience as lacking.
There is only this.
There is only now.
These are the only things we can truly rely on.