This summer I stepped into the water. I didn't need protection, I just needed guidance and encouragement. It was the right thing to do. There was purpose in this calling to go to Sedona.
My gratitude is deep, for the gift of this summer. The fuzziness of my path gained more clarity. More trust, less waiting for guarantees. That was my lesson.
I was smart to fill my soul's tank with the South Jordan tribe. They fueled me good.
There's a dance going on inside me. Wild.
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generations. . .
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