“As I write this, I sit by the sacred fire on our land. The sky cleared up after a heavy rain, the breeze moves the ash trees and birds are slowly singing their post-rain songs. I am deeply grateful for this sacred space and for the fire that holds my meditation. It is time to burn and process. Integrate wisdoms.
Some time ago, I did something I’ve said for years that I would never do. …”
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