Release

::: From a week or so back, burning photos in my outdoor woodburner:::

- Under the starts in the city, the fire glows spitting its embers, flying high above, little orange fire faeries float in and out of dimensions and memories that once were are released back to source.
Semi-etheral are these flames dancing such intricate, delicate moves as the orange hithers and tithers.
The past becomes nothing more than ash and air.

I burn these photos in deep, deep gratitude, for they remind me of the lessons learned. They remind me of all aspects of life. From Poverty to abundance to love and hate. From deception and fear to liberation and awakening. Discovery and apprehension to beauty and innocence.
These photos span almost 15 years of my journey.
As they burn i am yet again reminded that.... memories are meant to fade... they are designed that way for a reason -