Precious

Life is precious. Practice love, love your people: be willing to Move through landscapes With or without them. Hold reverence for time; Respect there are no timelines and that love doesn’t acknowledge now or forever. Instead, trust all things come back someday, No matter how long it takes your people To forgive or come back…

A Poppy in October

Is it death we fear, or the leaving before knowing love? Are there that many fields of students that go missing high up in the mountains, while following along some trail, waging war on themselves just to learn an answer: that loves’ greatest peak is where we allow ourselves to let go of the ones…