I could not help but notice the chalkboard — it had been erased clean (although the deeply etched messages of the past still echoed through if you looked hard enough), and in the bottom right corner were three words for all to see.
Who wrote these three words was impossible to tell. It may have been the one who erased the board clean or someone who came across a clean slate and had something to say? I don't think it really matters. I could not help but think they were three very good words — all open for interpretation, but in the end all positive and noble pursuits.
As is my way, I looked at this symbolically and saw the words as the compass for how we fill in the rest of the space that is our chalkboard — be it in with our actions, the way we live our life, or what we plan to do.
Or I suppose they could be just three words someone thought had meaning — in that case mine would be LIGHT, LOVE, UNDERSTANDING.
As I look at my three words though, it does seem they actually are the compass and inspiration for most of what I am.