Barefootin'

He that scatters thorns, let him not go barefoot.

Poor Richards Almanac

There is change afoot.

Let us tread softly and surely forward; but never kick anyone to the side of the road.

There is litter up ahead. There will be - there are- people spewing anger and hate.

So adopt a road. Where you work, or play or worship: Walk among those who rant and rave and spread a mulch of optimism.

Eventually, the good stuff will take root.

There is a long road ahead.

Let us pack provisions of cooperation, and caring; leaving behind all those things that make us what we never want to be.

There are miles to go before we sleep.

Let us take the first watch.

Let us scatter before us and leave behind seeds of faith, hope and love that will grow in to the trees that those who follow will live under in peace.