Take me back to North Beach so I can float on the waters, my body forming a bare cross... surrendered to the All Powerful 

The deep clouds have brought their storms, both destruction and nourishment bring about change, for one must die to be reborn

We are told to bend but never break. But shattering into pieces allows us to rebuild ourselves in ways we could never imagine, rendering

I follow my heart and it shows me things I never knew was possible, because the heart is far more intelligent than the mind

The wind sends her whispers... Traveling through time itself to speak wisdoms and fill our hearts, we stood there listening to this language

When the hazy purple dusk turns black, the shape of dunes on the horizon melts away into the Milky Way which stares at us with ancient...

When the spirit takes flight, when the feet can’t keep still, hips and shoulders sway side to side, hearts beat in unison, making one...

I met two strangers in Harlem on a summers day in the vivid street and on the train because my heart was open

We sit in a pile of rubble and clutter holding onto the precious little things that remind us of the life we want to live that remind us...

In the enchanted expanse of the great Kalahari, on the day my path crossed with Elvis and that Rock, I died and lived yet again...