The Courage to See with Fresh Innocent Eyes
I like to think that each of us sees through a prism, a prism much like the crystal one that makes rainbows on my walls every morning. Most of us forget that our prism can be turned, that we can see through a different facet of it at any time. Most of us don't ever touch it. We think it wont matter which way we move it, that it will always reflect light the same way. It's the few that dare to reach up and turn their prism, those that dare to see things in fresh, innocent ways, that find magic sprinkled throughout their lives. The magic is always out there, you just have to have the courage to turn your prism to see it.