West of West

When we are tuned in to the instruments of the moment, it’s like life is playing a symphony just for us. When we are tuned out, nothingness resounds its hollow bell in our bones. We can travel west of west or east of east but still end up right back where we started. So many of life’s journey’s feel like echoes of previous life journeys. Only now we’re a little older and hopefully, hear these experiences with more attuned ears.


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