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Come Sit By My Garden
Let my gardens speak for me When I am gone Let them speak in colored whispers of all the beauty that I have seen and felt, and lived Let them speak of how much death had to find me How many hard season it took to make me a living, breathing thing Let them speak… Read more
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Originally written in 2021- A recent throw back writing piece that popped up. A rosy reminder of what I know about myself and what I want. Read more
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The Sacred Hours
t has been a privilege for having been blessed to not only have known such wonderful people but to have lived and walked beside them in the extraordinary world of community and tradition. Read more
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Journal Entry~ Liminal
April 24, 2026 Liminal lim-i-nal [Adjective) The space between what was and whats next – a threshold of change, stillness, and becoming. Where endings and beginnings blur, and something quiet awaits to unfold. Definition – Unknown Source – Photographs ~ Leora Sanchez, 2026 ~ Read more
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Journal Entry ~ Late Morning, Ojai, California
April 19, 2026 – I’m listening to Sam Garrett, a Reggae – Kirtan artist who recently appeared on my Instagram feed. Even now as I write, his IG words sit with me: “I have no practice. I have no belief. Practice implies you have to do something in order to get somewhere. As we sit… Read more
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