Friday, May 01, 2020
Friday, January 03, 2020
I am of this World, of this Earth. I breathe this air as i look at this sky, these clouds. This world is not out to get me. I am safe and grounded as my feet touch this soil. Even as i am driving, i am realizing this, as incongruous as that may seem. I see a hawk. I see the Crescent Moon rising. I am home.