there is something about this place that moves me and i’m struggling to define it in any way, even to myself
i have made a LOT of crap photographs already + a handful that don’t make me want to give up just yet
trying to find my rhythm and my voice, i feel like a pauper at a banquet – unsure of where to start but wanting to eat my fill in case it’s weeks before i eat again
One thought on “notes from the road”
During the time I did on a shamanic practitioner course we journeyed to the ‘middle land’ with the aim of meeting a spiritual teacher or mentor. When I got there it looked like this. I’d been expecting lush forests or open fields but no….snow, snow, more snow and a lone cabin. So this moves me too. Perhaps we’ve met there before. xx
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