Another day, another view…
As the pouring clouds move towards the mountain forest, a doom-filled cold breeze wakes me from the dismay that numbed my brain and moistened my eyes. And as the rain falls, tears and drops form one river, the cycle of water that cleans all that is manifests in front of me. May we never forget we are made of nature, made of earth, made of water, made of air, made of fire! May we always honour pure hearts, true love and meaningful connections, the same way forests, rivers and mountains love, support and sustain each other.