Wishes

I found the first dandelion of the year! 

I've always loved dandelions. That they, a plant so often looked down on as a weed, hold wishes, feels precious to me.

And they give wishes so easily, too. Just a breath, a puff of air. You don't need to climb a mountain to find them, and they aren't rare. I just love how they are so easily spread, and so hard to get rid of.

It makes me feel like the goodness in the universe, the undercurrent of love that holds the world together, is just holding out and waiting to make our wishes come true - to watch us bloom and unfold into our best, most creative selves.