I love your word “spirit”. It conjured up a horse running around the paddock on a beautiful summer’s day. My family allowed me to kick up my heels and run. My Mom, most of all. She taught me never to judge. To plot my own way, try not to hurt anyone, and forge ahead. Believe that you CAN do. Even with deafness and vertigo caused by a medication she did not need, when I ask her how she is doing, she will often say, ” This old horse it still kicking, even if it isn’t quite so high!” So how would our lives be expanded if we could be optimistic along with realistic?