I always try to remember: anything is possible. Somehow I find it so powerful to believe, that at any moment, in any instance, everything can change. The potential for discovery exists in every moment. Possibility blooms like a flower, or springtime, just in one sudden moment when finally, after a long winter, after a long sleep, everything pops out again. Suddenly there is color everywhere that was just without it before, and something new has begun, has emerged, has reemerged. We all live and breathe in the same air of possibility, of potential, of newness in every moment, which means at any moment, for each one of us, there can be a discovery or a new beginning or a revelation that changes everything.