Our energy comes from hidden sources, it needs protecting.

We want to hold on, tightly. However hard we try , sometimes we simply must let go. That’s how it feels, seems.

Recently, I was given the time to revisit a dark day, period, chapter … where the corner opened up to a path leading to goodbyes & death. Receiving the invite to be a guest on a podcast, filled my joy catcher.

Time to travel could be just what’s needed. Time, that unstoppable, attractive & misunderstood mechanism.

An open gate. Ever so slightly open, partly closed … depending on how one likes to view it. This gate forms a barrier between spaces, these spaces blend with the ground beneath the gate … level.

We know too well about hunting, we hunt our future, we seek a way to carry our past into our futures. In a way that is soft, sweet & palatable. Serving all ages, stages & steps.

To reflect, to find peace … the feeling of time alone. A snippet of reset to help us on our way with the bags we carry.