this one is always a classic reminder or just an overall great song in remembrance of who we are.
dream with it, sleep with it, in your sock drawer, in your purse… wherever you’d like– NOW AT THE SHOP: NATURE AS MUSE
someday you will be an elder.
Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds’ wings.