Blank pages

A woman approached a child sitting on a curb, flipping through the pages of a book with a sad expression. "Why are you so sad?" she inquired. She sat down beside the child and looked down at the empty pages of the book. "How exciting," the woman leaned in and whispered. The child looked puzzled as she leaned in once more and whispered again. "Looks like there's plenty of room to tell a story, doesn't it?" The child looked up and smiled. "Yeah," the child replied.

“This story came through in one of my morning meditations. What a beautiful reminder that even when we feel empty or lost, there is always room to create something new, to tell our own stories, and to bring joy to ourselves and others.”