The desert has a way of speaking to the soul; perhaps it’s the vast open spaces mirroring our deepest fears of being alone, the infinite spaces of silence and stillness bring about a slight irking feeling, a feeling that you can’t seem to shake because it’s the same exact silence and stillness of your own soul; or perhaps it’s the night’s blanket of bright stars that gently wraps your most inner being with infinite light and love, the cosmic connection reaching all 108 energy lines converging to the heart. The desert echoes its soft music, inviting the desert flowers to radiant with color and breath, the same radiance found within, creating a most harmonious dance indeed.

The desert has a way of speaking to the soul; the sun beats down on the earth, dries it up and cracks it open— bare, and exposed; vulnerable. The wounds invite questions, but offer no solutions. They…

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