snapshots of time-frames, moving around, shifting into more comfortable spaces, trying to be helpful along the way;  who helps the helper, who teaches the teacher? it is a constant give and take and of course the more we give the more we get back. I read my journal from about a year ago : ‘sometimes I don’t know what kind of rest I need.’ very telling. still there. but still hopeful, still having dreams, still loving the energy exchange of music, still loving the ones who face it, dripping with humanity, still inspired, in love with being in love.

hearing everyday sounds as music… in the field. we keep working.

peace and abundance to you, m