My wife and I have adopted this new flight plan of taking longer walks with our beautiful dog Jazzie. Jazzie loves walking to the top of the hill to watch the chickens behind the fence. She doesn't chase or spook them. She stands there just watching. Looks over at us and showcases the most brilliant dog smile on the planet. Then we make our way down the hill and right back up another we've labeled Heart Break because of it's tilt on the planet. Two weeks ago none of this would've been taking place. A new person in all of us is growing. Here's what I find inspiring. The daily writer from December 1 2016 must have known. On this podcast we go back to those pages and see how who we are today is a messenger for tomorrow. Which makes me want to get personal for a moment. Who will you meet? The world will not be the same when this Coronavirus is over. You won't be the same. Who will you meet? I've never hidden my desire to write. The multitudes of paragraphs that are escaping the walls that once held it back is like water flowing through a stream. Yeah life sucks right now. But does it? On the other side of this will you find little notes you left for your future self? And when you bump into the older self in ten to fifteen years after the virus will the messages you set free still be talking? Who will you meet? I guarantee one thing. Who you are after waking up today isn't anywhere close to who you were last week at the same time. Who will you meet?