This week has just flown by. Tuesday cooking and Wednesday cleaning and Thursday visioning and Friday tidying. We've made meals together, played music together, and shared our graditude for each other. I love this. I love this community.
There's even been a bit of poetry reading (Mary Oliver, may she live forever), star and planet gazing with the new moon, and today I watched one of the youngest members of the community milk goats.
But mostly it's the relationships, and hearty dialogue. I feel myself transforming.
|Preparing the cinco de Mayo feast: Vic, Wyatt, Mae, and Kaiden|
|Jumping or Flying into the River|
|We are the music-makers: Senia, Mae, and Vic|
|My Vedic Chart: Thanks to Oscar|
|Senia and her bird|
|Vic and the Rattler|