Welcome

This is the beginning, or shall I say culmination of many dreams.  Ones that I have I discarded, and others I didn't even know I had.  But it all stems from wanting to feel at home in my body, in my mind and my heart.  It used to be that I was only at home when I was in the garden.  Now I find home in many places.  On a busy city park bench.  In meditation.  Over a hot stove.  Stranded in the airport waiting for a delayed flight.  Barefoot in the woods.  Riding the subway.  Writing by moonlight.  At the ball park.  Stuck in a traffic jam for hours.  Believing in the magic of crystals or the power of nourishing foods.  I am most at home when I am teaching and helping others to be their most inspired selves.