But put me down in a garden, have me play all day under the sun and in the dirt. Finish it with fresh foods and songs and rituals and music around the fire. Now teach me the names of bacterias and fungis, tell me how to worship carbon renewal. Make bioremediationnnnn the most sacred sound. I will learn, I will cherish, I will thrive. I will sing.
Suddenly life, all of it, is the most primal joy and easiest thing in the world to know.
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Sometimes I visualize you as a war correspondent from the '40s. Reporting from the front lines of self actualization.
gene, i love this so much. this is kelly, checking in, and glowing under the california redwood kissed stars, happily from the front lines~
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