Today is a special day - the 8th March, no less.

I long for a day when it will not be special.

For a World in which all we human beings have a place to shelter, in safety, and calmness.

Of a time of connectedness, thoughtfulness, quiet thriving.

Of fortitude, sure. But also of understanding.

Of loving (and how many forms and manifestations of love may exist - most not yet discovered).

Of nurturing life - while being nurtured, in the same time.

This place already is, in many gestures of acceptance, in our opening out. In leading together, and together following, all in the same time. Hands in hands.

My wish, dear sisters and brothers, is for you all - and a little bit for me, too.

In eace.

Mauri