May 6th, 2013
When I started going through the transformations of creating my new life five years ago, I was in a confused, fragile state. The one thing and only thing that was clear to me was that I needed trees and a certain quality in my life. I couldn't really explain the quality it was a sort of feeling. I had touched upon it over the years once in Sante Fe New Mexico when I took part in a Native American sweat at a shamans house. I would taste this quality when I visited Kauai or Big Sur. It was a sort of contentedness and connection that made me feel powerful and grounded. My friend who helped me find the house I am now nesting in kept referring to my quest as the Call of the Wild. Now today with my weekly Kundalini practice and daily work on trying to be more conscious, I caRead more »