No matter what day of week, something or someone has planted a seed in the open fields you offer. Everything from an idea to a physical command. Seeds are dropped into the palm of your hand endlessly. It becomes a choice as to what you're going to do with that itty bitty thing that has the ability to create a single leaf then many. On this podcast we walk through our methods of seed exchange. There's always a reason as to why that seed doesn't make itself known on your paths of choice. We drop them. Here's the thing. My most recent adopted dog is no different than the 9 before her, she sees the bird seeds they've kicked out of the cages and she eats them. Who is eating your seeds? We think we're dropping bread crumbs on the ground to find our way back. Two completely different things. Seeds evolve. Bread crumbs break down. Too often we take part in the planting and the taking of the fruit from the vine but never truly dive into the idea that maybe what once lived in that open field you carry wasn't meant for you. I'm not saying we are stuck on ourselves and feel we are superior. The message is to grasp onto a better understanding of realizing that preparation and growth might require our openness and delivery but the end results is more about serving the passerby then feeding our need and desire. It's a choice. Sadly though that decision is usually met with an open palm and the seeds fall to the ground.