We stopped waiting for permission to be content and started working towards it?
We spent less time thinking of what we can’t do and more time just doing things that make us come alive?
We focused on loving ourselves first instead of trying to find love through others?
We didn’t think it was bad when we felt down but instead recognized that it’s part of the ebb and flow of life?
We believed that each person we met could change the world?
We used the resources we have wisely rather than trying to get more of what we don’t need?
We remembered the good things as much as we remember the bad things?
We cried when we needed to and asked for help without feeling small?
We looked at ways we could help other people instead of ways they can help us?
We worried less and loved more?
We thought about possibilities instead of necessities?
We’re more powerful than we’ll ever understand?
There are no easy, clear, or right answers to these questions?