Magical days

i feel so much love for life right now. sitting at the sweet donkey coffee shop in roanoke, virginia. yesterday, i drove seven hours on the blue ridge parkway. in an effort to spend less time in the car i was speeding, which resulted in being pulled over by "hunter" the park ranger. i told him that i was headed to see jane goodall speak. he gave me a warning and told me he had read her book in college. 

sometimes i worry that i have lost that mysterious beautiful wonder for life that i had when i was younger. but then i remember times when i worried that when i was younger. jane told us last night that we all, every one of us, has that magical potential to make the world a better place inside of us. and of corse, i know i do. i have always known it. to sit with myself in quiet. i listen for it. i hear it. it is still there.