California Chronicles: Part 1
Mist in the morning. Hawk Hover. I stood in the shower that morning with unpolished toes on thin worn linoleum, thinking maybe this was the contraction before the expansion. Twisting […]
Mist in the morning. Hawk Hover. I stood in the shower that morning with unpolished toes on thin worn linoleum, thinking maybe this was the contraction before the expansion. Twisting […]
Dear Luminous Ones~ I hope this note finds you all well and immersed in making your own magic. I apologize for the delay in my virtual communication. I’ve missed you. […]
And I think sometimes we are all just searching for who we already are. I sat there that night, on an hour and fifteen minute cab ride, to my left […]