what a beautiful mess this is...

like a song

our love is like a song. intangible and tangible at the same time.
a frequency. a vibration. a mood. a feeling
our love is like a song. a song that reminds me of my dreams.
dreams that feel like memories. a memory from the future.
thats why i cry. because every time. i fall in love. hard.
every time.

our love is like a song. melancholic. sweet and sometimes sad. but we're on the same road.

i imagine overlooking a landscape that rolls into a bay with trees to greet you when you  get there. we relax in a comfy rocking couch. sipping lemonade on a balmy yet lightly breezy summer day. a morning of contentment. our hearts full of love and experience. and not a word need to be exchanged because we already know.

Pablo picasso.

"sex and art are the same thing"

Make art with me

sustainable living conference

what a great weekend full of education and connection.

someone that we newly met says to me quietly in my ear during a hug, "good luck, shaman." thats the first time a new friend has called me that on their own accord. it felt good and reassuring. 

i am motivated to be the best me i can be. for myself, my loves and my community. i need to be and am working on being the shaman that heals himself so that he can heal others. i have been working on healing myself for a while now. healing my mind, spirit and body. none of this can be accomplished without real work.

what is work? questioning your paradigms, readjusting them, learning new techniques and ways to communicate more effectively. 

its a work in progress. but with new connections, knowledge, motivation, work and time the goals can be attained. 

iamtheshaman.

objects in the mirror. - mac miller

People love you when they on your mind
A thought is love's currency
And I been thinking 'bout her all the time
I've never seen somebody put together perfectly

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