The Nature of Honesty

A short time ago, the Universe threw me a real curve-ball and my world did a backflip and lost all of its color. When I was able to find my balance, I found myself thinking about honesty.

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Grass is honest because it always remains what it is, from seedling to blade—even if it's wild.

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The sky is honest and will tell you whether you need a raincoat, in that moment, or whether you need to clean the lens on your camera.

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Lakes are beautiful but can be deceptive because how do you know how deep they really are?

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I am never stumped by Nature's honesty—She always shows you her true colors, especially on a clear day.

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Sundials are honest (if you know how to use them correctly) and will tell you the time of day as long as the sun is able to shine.

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When I took some time to be honest with myself, I realized honesty's beauty: honesty makes things very clear and easy to see.

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And even though honesty can be jagged and craggy—even though honesty can feel like you're stepping on pine needles—it can also be soothing, colorful and a trusted friend.

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