A friend called to day, sharing coffee and gratitude though many states apart. She shared a thought experiment: what if everything, what if I were completely perfect right now, in this moment? What if the fear, disappointment, worry, grief were all lifted from our shoulders, without effort, right now.
If it crosses our mind, it is possible. By imagining this state, we can achieve it. As I believe, so I become. At the speed of thought. (Remember Jonathan Livingston Seagull? “Perfect speed is… being there.”)
What if peace what right under our nose? What if beauty was blazing away, and our eyes were too busy to see?
Rarely do I hear them: the wild turkeys. But when I do, these huge birds make an alarming racket! The tom may flare his feathers to look even bigger, while his flock melts silently into the woods.
Did I really see them? Look, there’s a feather, on the path in the morning frost.
I give thanks for all blessings.
Art, Spirit, Nature 
A seagull’s glass is e’er half full.
Refined; opined:
The sea, for said gull,
Is ever half full.