Long winding roads.
Turning through hillsides and sunsets.
I feel loving energy on my left.
I turn to familiar faces.
These two woman who are with me bring me light and love.
They strengthen and ground me.
Everything was and is beauty.
This ancient land opened her heart to us.
Welcomed us to her salty shores, and ruggered mountains.
We felt her mud under our toes, and washed it away in her creeks.
We felt content as we watched the stars, safely cradled by the milky way.
This land is our home
A poem and video dedicated to Celeste, Nicole and our Van named Santosha.
Santosha is sanskrit for content, which is exactly how we felt as we travelled around our home.