...and people will ask, how did you do it? How did you turn it on? What's the secret?

We seek to feel joy and be welcomed by it, and for it.

What’s it like to be a part of the world?

To take part and feel the resonance within ourselves, within our souls, to know that there is a place for everyone, all choices and opinions, and know—

It’s paradoxical, and while we experiment with virtues and get a little high, we run to tell everyone we found the answer, we got the result but it was only one little magic trick.

Somewhere in the forests of Southern Oregon…

I opened my heart and approached a guardian rock to ask if it would share a story with me. It said ‘No.’ So I asked again, differently this time, “Will you share a story with me… to tell others?”

It agreed.

When you sit with nature, are the trees uniform? Do the trees bend due to thoughts of righteousness?

Why do the things we resist come?

What a never-ending crease in my manifold,

what a life I have created manifest.

Waiting until noon, when the sun gives out and the wind breaks and nature says you’ll die too, you’ll die soon.

Union is the ultimate goal.