my time machine

time stands still here. i’m gearing up to go home and am reeling at the news of everything that’s taken place in the last four months – in nashville, in iowa, in georgia….who knew people kept living while you weren’t around?
i don’t want to leave the quiet roar of this place. water, sun, forest, wind, children of all ages…joy saturates the soil here. my chest gets tight when i think about re-entering the real world.

let this peace remain.


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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
-Kahlil Gibran

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