“Face it” was what he often said. It was one of his expressions, his way of making something emphatic.
Now with cleaning house, with making this wonderful transformation, this transformation that will lead to yet other new and even more wonderful transformations, I am facing things. I take a last glance over a certain landscape that was the past. I will always remember. But life is utterly new now. And our life is so beautiful and so bright.
I feel a great surge of optimism. It is like a wave at the beach that almost topples you while you stand, that makes you turn and smile and laugh in the spray, catching the gaze of your companions. It’s like brilliant sunlight blanketing a field. It’s like every lovely expansive day that you’ve ever lived.