Where I can just be, where I can dream. Where I notice and I relish.
Where I find challenge.
Where I embrace delight, joy, play.
Where the familiar astonishes…every. single.time.
Where I go to lose myself and then do a 360 to once again, find myself; more whole. Holy. On hallowed ground.
Where my senses are resuscitated and my spirit rejuvenated.
Where the aromas intoxicate and my heart reverberates.
Where I am mesmerized, and laser-focused.
Where my lungs gasp for air and my quads reach and reach over the creek and through the woods dashing and dancing over rocks and roots that beg mightily for my crisp attention.
My haven. My Heaven. My gentle, constant companion.
What's Possible... 