People always chuckle a bit when I mention that I am truly screwed without my trusty sage stick. Especially when I was living in NYC, where there are far too many people with far too many dark astral energies stalking them. I could never even fathom living without my sage. I’ve had guests who cringed at the smell of it and went screaming in the night. But that never bothers me, because that is exactly what sage is supposed to do, rid you of negative energy and those who bring it with them.
The ocean breeze touches my nose as the sweet aroma feverishly entices me. I stroll, allowing the sand to tickle my body wherever it sees fit. Behind me, I feel your impenetrable presence guarding me with your protective sheath. Your breath caresses my shoulders, whispering softly in my ear. Your words ignite an unconscious revolution [...]
A dreamer walks between worlds on a path of loneliness with a fearless heart. They keep their feet on the ground and their head in the clouds. They shoot for the moon and swing among the stars. They see with their eyes but listen with their heart. They belong to nothing and connect with everything. They are homesick for a place they can't see but know is real. They are romantic, believe in hope, and know that love is all.
