"Without beauty, there's no call to higher being." -Jordan Peterson
For far too long in my life, my SELF has felt suppressed, minimized, belittled, ignored, unacknowledged, unloved, unseen.
I love the sound of the rain.
I love my feet in the sand.
I love my arms wrapped around a great redwood tree.
"I very proudly entered the forestry school as an 18-year-old and telling them that the reason that I wanted to study botany was because I wanted to know why asters and goldenrod looked so beautiful together."
She was gone far too soon.
But her fire will not go out.
I don’t consider myself a “healer”... but I do know that I’ve been healed in some powerful ways by making music.
On the path,
I have many doubts —
but if I keep my focus,
I know they won’t last.
It was dark, so we tried to make our own light, / and drank candle wax like tea.
Without awareness, everything that happens is personal.