Greetings, Tribe

Only that in you which is me can hear what I am saying. – Ram Dass

Zombies are ubiquitous.

We’d rather watch big picture boxes and chase white rabbits than answer big questions or face fear.

Until we find ourselves mourning a loved one, our freedom, or our great expectations.

And finally we look up and out.

That’s where our paths meet.

I’ve suffered from wanderlust all my life. This journey has left me abandoned, alone, afraid, hopeful, encouraged, and blessed. 

Can you dig it?

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