Life is a wild, dynamic state of ever-expanding conscious and absolute perfection is an illusion. With this in mind, I invite you to take this as an honoring to all of the wild women out there who are fearless, and living in truth.
I could spend all day talking about how twisted up things are. I could also go on and on about how corrupt the system is. Actually, now that I'm thinking about it, I could easily write a book on the current state of the planet and how desperate the situation has become.
When I feel unappreciated, the air reminds me that some of life's treasures go unnoticed. When I'm unsure which path to take, the reflection on the river reminds me either direction has beauty. When I feel guilty about all the good I have, the sky reminds me I can share it with the world.