Raised Roots

I hope you have all the water you need.

I love all of you. May we vibrate on the plane we were created for. You each are blessings carrying forth divinity. Though your paths will be obstructed, rest that you will find the way. 🙏🏽

I just broke an bottle of olive oil from November 2019. This was one of the most special times of my life, joined by confluence of rock solid humans listed on the bottle. If your name is listed there you showed up for me, for us, for each other, to pick olives, exactly as humans have been doing for thousands of years. The pure taste of love is the best way I can describe it.

Note that below that list it says it’s best enjoyed before March 2020. For a lot of us, many things were best enjoyed before March 2020.

Alas, a new harvest awaits. How will you reap?

I am the anchor
I am the sail
I am the wind

Tell this to yourself out loud. Repeat as needed.

We all deserve happiness. Fight for yours.

Farm to thanksgiving table. Cheers family.