There was always a desire, my heart was just painted in black for a while. As the tears flow rapidly from within me, like the natural rhythm of a powerful river, this black begins to fade slowly. It starts. And so it is, just like we said it would be. Aimlessly in search for breath, more driven than any other time in life, we go, without sight. Yet we know that the winds kiss will set us free. Intuition told me to rise. All elements have touched my senses and I have connected to the depth of my fearless soul. For what is planted in the heart takes root from within. I will never let this go.
California
June 11, 2014
