.: a new astrological year :.

Hello! Hello! Spring has come!

spring spring spring spring spring spring spring spring spring spring spring

Even the word brings to mind the feeling. I just want to hop around outside, in the sun, twirling through fresh new little plants. I can feel the Universe tugging me forward, breathing air underneath my wings. I am so ready to take on what Life has in store!

This feeling is very much in line with what is going on with Earth and the stars. We are beggining a new astrological year, but we are also at the beggining of the earth’s seasons cycle (at least in the northern hemisphere).

The past few weeks have been difficult. Lots of mourning – of old relationships, old habit/thought patterns, old paradigms. Mourning my past selves. Mourning the winter.

The air is filled with possibilities. I am so excited to get my hands in the dirt.

It’s coming.

Shantih Shantih Shantih

Bee

it’s Flow, obviously

Hello darlings,

So much has happened since I last spoke. I spent two weeks visiting my brother and sister; I started conducting workshops for my community development course; I started teaching art classes to elementary school kids; I kept up teaching yoga, practicing yoga, swimming, painting, reading and writing.

 All the while chaos was unfolding around me. I was caught in a riff between two people that I love immensely. Both sides were wrong. Both sides were right. I learned about the damages of near-sightedness, of being unyielding, and of miscommunication in cross-cultural relationships. When I sympathized with one, I insulted the other. I oscillated between the two, not quite knowing where to stand, feeling increasingly confused and hurt by the circumstances. Eventually, my partner left to go back to the United-States.

I still don’t know how I feel about the whole situation. At first, I was angry at them both; profoundly confused. Some days I want to lay in bed and cry because I love him and miss him. Other days I feel excited about moving on without him. Sometimes I’m frustrated because I can’t make up my mind. I’ve come to accept the process of not knowing; of questioning. My favourite poet, Rainer Maria Rilke said in his letters:

“I beg you, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”

This resonates with me so profoundly. It evokes deep feelings of gratitude within. Everything is exactly how it should be. Not knowing is perfectly acceptable – sometimes my perfectionist self tries to get in the way and control things… I see it clearly now when I write to you.

Meanwhile, I’ve been talking back and forth with my friend Brett, who owns the farm I will be managing with (and sometimes for) him this summer. Seeding calculations, production plans, garden plans, greenhouse schedules, convincing people to buy what we call CSA shares (which consist of weekly vegetable baskets – hey if you’re in Ottawa and you’re interested go to https://www.cadencefarm.ca/), amongst very many exciting farm preparation things. Most of our help with labour will come from youth groups that want to learn about growing food sustainably. I am thrilled to not only be a farmer, but also an educator.

I’m also painting a lot more. I am refining my skills, and I find myself less and less frustrated by the process and more and more in a state of flow. Which brings to mind a poem I wrote last summer.


it’s flow, obviously

tesselate

move

stand up straight

groove

there’s no time to wait

soothe


the wounds

from the past

these things always pass

yet we quiver at the thought of separating from the mass

we shiver in anticipation knowing how fast

yet simultaneously slow transformation has


changed us

deceivingly betrayed us

intuitively guided us

to flow

flow

flow.


Now, this makes me think of something Eckhart Tolle said in one of his talks. He was talking about how we’re always waiting. Waiting for lunchtime to come around, waiting for spring to come, waiting for someone to speak first, waiting to quit our jobs and start the next exciting thing. Waiting. Waiting. He says when we start cultivating awareness. I want to emphasize that. When we start cultivating awareness, we start being present. We start being here, Now. With whatever we are doing. We stop waiting.

And yes, blah blah blah, you could start contesting that with thinking “well what about decisions that I need to make? and choosing a ‘career path’? and planning a vacation?” Those are all legitimate concerns, truly. And maybe your life requires you to think in that way. But that might also be the reason that the human race is stressed out, anxious and unfulfilled. Which brings me to something touched upon by Osho. He talks about spontaneity and recognizing the flow within. If a decision doesn’t come to us spontaneously, from that unknown place within ourselves, then we are trying to control. We are lying to ourselves and fooling ourselves, in a very subtle, but profound way. Because then we are pretending that we know better than the flow does.

I have certainly been catching myself trying to control things and people and circumstances. Know that I am only sharing my thought processes and understanding of things with the purest intentions. I just want to learn through sharing, and I encourage you to do the same. I am always open to receiving your thoughts and ideas. I most likely will answer, though sometimes I feel like it’s unnecessary for reasons that depend on the immediate circumstances.

I love you.

Namaste,

Bee

‘lady blue’ my most recent painting… go to my Etsy store for more

Jump out of the box, even just for a moment

Namaste loves,

It’s been a while. Last time I started writing was mid-January, but I got deterred and sidetracked. It was my birthday, actually. Here is a reflection that I wrote on that day:

Every day is a day for celebration. Being alive and feeling that “aliveness” within oneself is a reason in itself. I don’t believe in birthdays. I might be “turning” twenty-one today (as if I wasn’t a process of becoming), but I think the seven thousandths six hundred and sixty-fifth day is just as important to celebrate as the seven thousandths six hundred and sixty-sixth day. What’s important is feeling this “aliveness”, this enthusiasm towards life, and working on igniting it within others around us, sharing the light to the best of our capacity every single day. That is cause for celebration – furthering ourselves; detaching ourselves from the irrational demands of our egos; cultivating awareness and understanding through action. Don’t wish me a happy birthday. Instead, think of what makes you happy to be alive today. Generate that enthusiasm for life within yourself. And spread it like wildfire.

I know a lot of people that are averse to birthdays, even though for a long time I thought myself alone in it. For me, the aversion stems from years of expectations. Expecting something grand and magical to happen on The Day. Expecting everyone to know it’s my birthday and that everything should go well for me. Expecting nothing unexpected to happen. Every year for many years my birthday was a disappointment. Until I decided to pretend like it was a normal day. At first, I got frustrated with the people that would even acknowledge that I was suddenly a year older. I would tell everyone that I hated birthdays and that I didn’t want to hear anything about it, let alone receive any presents. I have a different perspective on it now. I know that gift-giving is often more rewarding for the giver than the receiver (except when it’s just money), so I enjoy thoughtful gifts. I know that my friends and family enjoy celebrating my existence, just as I enjoy celebrating their existence. But I think what’s key here is the idea that we should always be celebrating each other’s existence. We should be celebrating everyone’s existence all the time. Perpetual celebration of life is part of what makes me so happy and enthusiastic. I think it’s an important component of happiness.

Remember I said I would start taking an online course? Well, I am obsessed. It’s part of why I’ve been so silent lately. I absolutely love my course. It’s called Transformative Change in Developing Sustainable Communities and it is more practical than theoretical. For my assignments, I am preparing three community development workshops that will be held at the local health center with a group of elderly people and hopefully some local high school students. I am elated to finally have a framework that pushes me to do work that I’ve always wanted to do. I’ve been reflecting a lot about how to facilitate dialogue between people. I want everyone to be included in the process of making the world a better place so they can contribute their vision and opinion. I want to regenerate the earth and teach people how to live regenerative lifestyles, but I don’t have it all figured out. I need you! All of you out there! We all need each other, really.

I am consciously fighting the individualism that is integral to the capitalist worldview. We are stronger together. We are better together.  Anyways, as you can see my course has sparked inspiration and passion within me, and I love it.

I’ve been teaching traditional yoga classes for high school students too. It’s amazing how much I am learning from them. The younger the students, the more challenging it is for them to remain focused and earnest in their practice. Thus, I have to be more creative in how I teach so as to be more engaging than I normally would. As the level of focus and earnestness increases, I can increase the difficulty of the mindfulness practices, which are just as important as the practice of the physical postures. Teaching also teaches me about myself and my own limitations. Being more engaging in order to keep my students’ attention is difficult for me because I am a rather calm and collected person. However, I really enjoy pushing the perimeter of my comfort zone, expanding it more and more.

Speaking of comfort zones. I’ve been recently working on vocalizing my thoughts, opinions, and needs. I would much rather sustain myself and be independent, yet there are times where my lack of proficiency in expressing my needs actually works against my wellbeing. Slowly, I’m finding opportunities to speak up in a way that I feel doesn’t impose anything upon the person addressed. Though I often make mistakes and feel uncomfortable. Sometimes I just want to scream inside. But I can feel the expansion of my self in a way that is hard to explain. All I know is that it feels like hell, but then it feels really good, and that good feeling never goes away. I encourage anyone that’s up for a challenge to work on one thing that makes you absolutely uncomfortable. Choose wisely. Choose something achievable. There are things more or less challenging than one another and it’s important to keep in mind that the purpose is not to practice something that will make you regress. Pick something small that you know you can work on and throw yourself out there. Right out of your box. I would love to hear what you’re already working on or what you think you might want to work on. Sharing our experiences help us grow.

I’m heading back to my diving board, ready to plunge in philosophical thought regarding the practice of community development. Thank you for allowing me to share this space with you. I look forward to hearing from you.

Love and Light,

Bee

Soaring: beautiful, beautiful change

Namaste Darlings,

Oh, Life. Right when I am thinking that things will go a certain way, according to a certain plan, everything changes. Perceived challenges and obstacles come, triggering a variety of emotions. I ride the wave; observing them; not reacting. Seeing what is truly there; what needs to be done; how to move forward.

It’s beautiful. It’s amazing. To have that feeling of spaciousness, devoid of anxiety and pressure to act. And I realize that this comes only when you have absolute Faith in the Universe. Faith that things will go exactly as they need to go in order for you to keep evolving as you need to in order to fulfill yourself. It’s easy to believe blindly and to delude ourselves into thinking that we do have this faith. But when it is truly felt – physically – and experienced, you transcend. You soar.

After some weeks spent meditating, sketching, painting, reading, and writing in our isolated home, cabin fever came. It’s interesting how it manifests itself. Lethargy. Uneasiness. Delusional thinking. Something was off and we felt we needed to do something about it.

We longed for social interaction and looked for events happening nearby, but we immediately we encountered a barrier. We live in a community of retired, elderly people with the occasional family that comes to their cottage here from Seattle when they have some time. There aren’t many things happening because people come here to rest from all the things happening.

The feeling went on for a week or so, intensifying and building up to a point where we realized we need to get out of here and move on. So that is what we are doing. Leaving Washington; heading towards Sturgeon Falls, Ontario, Canada. Yeeeehooo, a new adventure.

Throughout this time, I went through a lot of emotional turmoil. It all started with my parents offering to pay for me to take an online course that would contribute to the pursuit of my undergraduate degree. For days, I was assailed with flashbacks of the traumas I lived last time I studied in university. I relived the anxiety, the soul-crushing depression that drove me insane, making me feel like I was suffocating. Like I was a bird trapped in a cage. I struggled to detach myself from those past feelings, knowing that it would be absolutely different this time. Slowly, I succeeded in dissociating myself from those flashbacks. I called my amazing mother, who reassured me that I am not the same person anymore, living in those conditions that I was living under back then. She reminded me of my power, rooted in the true self that I’ve found over the past two years. Talking to her pushed me over the edge, liberating me from my past.

I am now enrolled in an online environmental studies class on community development. Reading through the course description and units makes me excited. I thought “wow, this is Bee”. I am looking forward to giving my full attention to this course, delving deep into the learning and evolution that will come from it.

Going back to Sturgeon Falls means that I can start teaching again. When I was there last, I taught a free weekly yoga class, which taught me so much. I learned about what it means to start a yoga practice, what it means to be a good teacher, how to support the students through their learning process. I learned about what it feels to share vibrations and to elevate each other through that. I also taught a yoga/wellness/art class to high school students, which I am looking forward to picking up again. It brings me so much joy to share my experiences and wisdom, and to facilitate learning processes within fellow humans, thus facilitating my own learning.

My meditation practice has deepened throughout this time. I have experienced wisdom and insight through my practice, and I am amazed at the difference in my character. Again, the spaciousness. It’s unbelievable how developing mindfulness and constant awareness allows you to notice your immediate responses to situations even before responding. Sometimes I fail. Sometimes it’s hard. But I keep doing my best. In one of his lectures, Swami Rama says: “Discipline means not allowing yourself to be dissipated.” That got me thinking a whole lot about how I dissipate my mental energy. Whether it’s through engaging in negative thoughts, debating whether I should practice yoga before reading or not, and overeating/undereating. For a lot of people, this mental energy is dissipated through television or Netflix, social media, intoxicants, superficial interactions, etc.

To keep following this line of thought, for many of us the new year is a time of transformation and motivation to change. To facilitate change consciously and intentionally we so often need discipline. Therefore, I am wondering if you would like to share your reflections about discipline; your struggles, your victories, your progress and ideas for the new year. I love hearing about you, and knowing how you’re doing. Sharing is important to me.

Before I leave you, I want to share a realization that has come to mind, randomly:

Magic DOES exist. For me, it comes most often when I am standing in the forest, witnessing the trees and the plants breathing. The birds flying around, singing. The inconspicuous mushrooms and the smell of decaying leaves. The sunlight streaming through the trees. Magic is there when I am waiting for Michael to come to pick me up at the gym. I am simply standing outside, witnessing. The people and their conversations; coming and going. The clouds and the sun, rising and passing. Life, unfolding around me while I am totally absorbed within it, consciously, intentionally. Magic is there when I notice the power of my thoughts, creating my reality. Setting intentions and watching it unfold, coming to fruition. Magic is there when I look into my Beloved’s eyes, feeling the ancient and profound love that we share, and the power that emanates from it. Seeing and feeling the potential for divine communion. Absolute communion. Magic.

May all of you experience real harmony, real happiness.

Love and light,

Bee x

Same path, new chapter

Namaste Loves,

Last time I wrote to you I was heading towards a profound exploration of my deepest Self. But before I start talking about my 10 days of silent meditation, I realized that some of you might be missing some background information on the end of my stay in India. I would also like to welcome my newly added friends – this is my way of keeping in touch and sharing knowledge. Feel free to ask to be taken off this list, I won’t be offended I promise.

Earlier this year, in March, I finally felt ready to come back to Canada and see my family. As I passed through the customs to board my plane, the officer realized that I had overstayed my visa (which, naïve little Bee that I am, was absolutely true) and that I had to stay in Delhi to deal with the Foreign Registration Office. Thank the Universe for my dearest friend Amit and his family for helping me go through the process. That period of time, approximately one month (I re-applied for my exit permission three times!), was the most challenging part of my stay, allowing me to step up, stand tall and firm within myself and fight to make my way back home. It was during that time when I was visiting the FRRO every single day, confined to staying in the same hostel, that I met the love of my life.

We looked in each other’s eyes, and we instantly Knew. Michael is from the United-States and was leaving the following day, but we knew we would see each other again. And we did. Shortly after he left Delhi, I was granted the permission to leave. We messaged back and forth, missed each other’s calls a few times and eventually were able to do a video chat, which went on for 5 hours. From that moment on, we talked every day for hours at a time, slowly deepening our love for each other and establishing a solid foundation. For months this kept going until Michael came to work with me on the farm where I was helping to grow vegetables. Then our relationship expanded even more and we learned what it truly meant to be in a serious, committed relationship. That we don’t come together to erase ourselves or give ourselves to the other but to elevate ourselves to higher vibrational levels and amplify our strong qualities.

Michael left the farm in September, and I kept working until the end of my contract in November. This second period of time spent apart was enlightening. Initially, I realized that a lot of my strength had been founded in our being together, and the security of having someone support all of your endeavors. We were completely cut off from each other at first, and couldn’t even talk because he was out of cell phone reception. It took me a few weeks to come back to my senses and re-establish myself within my own inner-determination. I discovered self-love, uncovering deeply rooted eating disorders founded in insecurities. And while I faced those cookie monsters, my creativity exploded. I started painting and writing more poetry and spending most of my free time creating and reading instead of simply resting from my strenuous job.

I carried my re-ignited creativity with me to Washington, excited to finally have space to nurture it and let it expand. As I’ve said in my previous letters, coming back together after two months apart was challenging. We both evolved individually and strengthened our beliefs in ourselves. Realigning and establishing mutual understanding took some time. The meditation course that we took was a big part of it.

For ten days, we silently sat segregated and faced some of our deepest-rooted traumas and insecurities. Eleven hours a day were spent performing a deep surgical operation on our psyche, and it was painful. Excruciatingly so. Almost every day my uncomfortable mind was screaming at me to leave, scared to be crushed and confined. At times, I felt I was disappearing, melting away into the landscape because of lack of stimulation and mental activity. Other times I dissolved in a fury of pain and bliss, completely overpowered. I came back from those meditations, panting, out of breath and grasping to come back to my senses and to become a person again.

I relived my car accident, childhood traumas and oscillated between wanting to go back to Ontario (in Canada) or staying in Washington with Michael. A veil was lifted and I could clearly see a familiar behavioral pattern – this desire to run away from situations and people that test my integrity. I noticed that when I feel I am not established enough in my core values, and I keep failing myself, I get the urge to run away and remove myself from the situation instead of expanding within the pressure. Being with Michael for those two weeks while remaining established within my core values had been difficult because of the lack of willpower and I could see it clearly. My wanting to run away was not because I was unsatisfied or unfulfilled by our relationship, but rather because I wasn’t strong enough to communicate and enforce what I needed.

When we finally were able to see each other after the course, we shared the changes that happened within ourselves. The behavior that was challenging my integrity had dissolved within those ten days and I was finally able to communicate my needs, which were already being addressed unconsciously. It was painful and beautiful and uncomfortable but amazing. We’ve overcome many challenges that I’ve observed surfacing later on in relationships. Things that couples I’ve known for a long time are still struggling with. And we know it’ll keep coming until we reach a point of absolute, divine communion with each other. Which, in Tantra philosophy, would mean Liberation or Enlightenment.

We are powerful together. We have a strong vision of what we want to see in the world, and we are currently working on a business model to do so. I encourage you to visit https://www.patreon.com/Regrowthindustries to learn more about our project and the ways that you could contribute. Our Etsy store is also open with some of my art pieces – please check it out at https://www.etsy.com/shop/RegrowthIndustries?ref=l2-shopheader-name. Your support is greatly appreciated. Know that it causes a ripple in this world of ours, and comes back manifold.

Shortly after we got back from our meditation course, we drove to Michael’s hometown to visit his friends and family. At first, it was really overwhelming for me to meet so many new people, especially without having time to settle after coming back from ten days of digging through my deepest darkest Self. But after some time, I became more and more comfortable with his family and found myself feeling like I belonged with them. I am looking forward to spending more time with them and deepening our relationship.

The holiday season is here, and it is bittersweet. I’ve always loved having space and time to connect with family. But I’ve always hated the consumerism; the gift-giving, the overeating, and drinking. I’m somehow finding balance within it all, wondering if maybe some of you have developed any holiday survival tricks? Feel free to share, and send pictures!

I am excited to hear from you; all of you.

Love and light, always.

Bee x

two weeks

Namaste loves,

There’s something really special about living in one place for a long period of time. I’m talking decades. Watching the seasons unfurl year after year with slight variations. Seeing new types of animals coming in because of the slow-changing climates. Creating long-lasting and heartfelt connections with people around; a community. Settling into a wholesome routine that leaves space for spontaneity. There’s a deep understanding of the land that comes after being part of it for long; as if our cells rearrange themselves with particles from the environment. I have had this profound yearning inside to establish my roots and become part of Nature. I’m growing weary of wandering; I want to bloom alongside a land and its people.

Michael and I have been together for two weeks now… We are working on a business partnership and our brand’s vision, creating this ultimate reality that we are striving for. “Regrowth Industries is a co-creative movement initiated by Knighton & Vaillancourt with the purpose of regenerating the Earth and its communities by fulfilling humanity through mind, body, and spirit.” The main component of our project requires buying desolate land where we could facilitate its regeneration through successional agro-forestry. Later on would come various educational, creative and spiritual enterprises in which people could partake, thus “fulfilling humanity through mind, body, and spirit.” It’s all very exciting.

Throughout this time, I’ve learned a lot about relationships and what being wholeheartedly committed to another human being means. Not only does it require almost flawless belief in oneself, it’s also very essential to have such a complete understanding of yourself and your emotions that you can be absolutely transparent with one another. And it’s hard. Because often our egos get in the way and there’s a fear of communicating a change in mindset or worldview. Sometimes it’s insecurity or even a projection. Then we are uncomfortable because something changed and the energy has changed and we don’t know if the other also noticed. What it comes down to is this: none of that matters. None of it; because all that matters is communicating the perceived change in order to come back to a mutual understanding, and having faith in the fact that whatever happens is exactly what needs to happen. Sigh. Breathe in and out. Being social Beings can sometimes be intense. I can feel my heart chakra blooming.

I am so very grateful to be living in this small isolated cabin. I have been polishing my sketching skills, reading, meditating and writing. I am finding a deepened connection with myself, which feels like drinking water in the desert. There’s never enough time, it seems. I need to delve deeper to uncover rooted behavioral patterns and triggers. I want to; and I am so ready to face them. From the 5th of December until the 16th we will be going to Merritt in British-Colombia to do a meditation course. We will be spending the whole time in silence, learning the teachings of S.N. Goenka that has institutions across the whole world. 

And so it is. 

Keep me in the loop; I want to hear all about you, your own musings and internal conflicts. 

Love and Light,

Bee

Once again

Namaste darlings,

It’s been a bit more than a year since I’ve come back to this space, and I am really excited about revisiting. I am thinking of writing consistently again, sharing my adventures and thoughts since I am now off into the world once more. Some of you are new to this newsletter; some of you have been here with me while I was doing my yoga teacher training; most importantly we’re all here, sharing this space of questions, learnings, growth, and opportunities. Thank you. I will be writing in English, as this is the language that is most common amongst my friends and family. I apologize if you feel disconcerted; please feel free to also respond in French (I’m not fluent enough in Hindi yet!), and we can continue our conversation in that language. 

I have recently finished a work contract, feeding almost 120 families through weekly baskets of vegetables produced in harmony with the land. The season was amazing. I learned more than I could ever dream of; about farming, about people, about myself and what I want. I learned about relationships and healthy food and good life habits. I made friends that have become family and that I know will be there for me throughout my lifetime.

Last Friday I embarked on my most recent journey, driving from Ontario in Canada to Washington in the United-States. You know how I am; I drove 13 hours the first day, 18 hours the second and another 13 hours on the last day. I was intensely focused and determined; I would only stop to refuel my car, eating little and barely drinking water. The music fueled me, and I basically meditated the whole time.

I first drove through a snowstorm, bad road conditions and backed up traffic because of snow-plows. It was stressful but exhilarating, hence exhausting. I then drove through the prairies and felt heart-wrenching sadness and frustration at the endless sea of monoculture fields. I thought “This is not agriculture. This is exploitation.” I cannot even begin to imagine the number of pesticides and herbicides that are being sprayed on this 2000 km expanse of grains. The sickness that it brings to people. The sickness and death that it brings to the land. Now that the season has come to an end, most of this land consists of bare, exposed soil, and I could almost hear the scarce biodiversity of the soil screaming for help, slowly dying from the wrath of the elements. This re-ignites my passion to regenerate land, heal the earth and its people.

Passing through the Canadian Rockies found me with tearful eyes, in awe of such grandiose beauty. It’s extravagant, really. The mountains, the winds, the birds, the goats, and the horses… everything coming together in such majesty. They call me, the mountains. I can feel my body vibrating in response to it. I don’t know how I will ever be able to leave this place.
There was the desert, too. In Idaho and in eastern Washington. Interestingly haunting, beautiful desolation. Rolling hills with bare grass or low-lying bushes that stretch to the horizon. I was parched simply by looking out the window. 

And finally, the coastal forest. Oh so splendid. The 60 to 70 feet high conifers, the ferns and mosses ondulating in the misty mountains. This is my home base, for now. I’m living in a small cabin overlooking the sea, with my partner, Michael. We are reunited after spending three months apart, excited to embark on a new journey together. First, as always, comes the re-alignment, the transparency, and the understanding. Relationships take a lot of work, but with the right intentions, they are so rewarding.

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about what wholesome health means… Not only is it comprised of feeding your body healthy food, but it’s also about feeding your mind healthy, empowering information. Being out in nature and exercising. Let’s not forget the soul here either; mindfulness and acceptance are HUGE. But one of the most important concepts that I think is missing in our society is creativity. We all have the capacity to be ingenious, to take two ‘things’ and create something completely different out of them. That’s what makes us human. That’s what distinguishes us from other animals. It’s part of who we are as a species and it breaks my heart to see the ‘norm’ being so disconnected from that co-creative reality. *for the adventurous ones I would love to hear your reflections on taking up a new creative pastime, let me know what you’re thinking*

This is it for now. I am spending my time writing, reading, and painting; hopeful to continue selling my art somehow. (hey, let me know if that interests you!) I’m also running around in the forest and jumping amongst the tree carcasses on the beach while writing poetry.

And now, the most exciting part – is you! How are all of you lovely people? And what sort of projects, thoughts, and questions have you been up to? I am looking forward to connecting and re-connecting again soon.

Love and Light,

Bee