… of a place where I could sit on a rocking chair,
on an old wooden deck,
looking out over the stillness of a lake
… where I could think
… listen
… soak in nature
… create
… dive in*
*literally, at 5am. It was icy but I felt so ALIVE
I found that place at Squam Lake, New Hampshire, with a warm family of old and new journeymates.
Thank you friends, for opening your hearts and sharing your laughter
It was a most precious time
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