We are so blessed. We are so loved.
I've been home for 3-months now, but I still feel like I'm traveling. This is a good sign. I've landed this ship with ease, and with so much thanks to the incredible amount of support I've received from from close friends and family. The bay is a wonderful place to call home. At this moment I'm sitting on my bed glowing fully with gratefulness, optimism, and love. Grateful for all the opportunity that has come my way, grateful for the wonderful food that nourishes my body, grateful for all the teachers that have shown themselves in my life in their many forms, grateful for friends, community, creation. Optimistic for the potential of the future, that it will all work out, that it's all okay, no really it is all okay. Love. So much love. A love in my heart that wants to give give give, a love that can only be expressed while staring into the eyes of another at your side, a love for a brother, for a sister, for family, for community, for music, for dance, for the endless and infinite expression of life.
My Daily Mantra: We are so blessed. We are so loved. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I put my camera down for a few months, though so much has happened. Below are a few photos from my remaining time in Nepal, Indonesia, and Burning Man.