“Suddenly I was no longer looking at the mountains, the sky. I was looking at Love, embodied in the stuff of the world. Love was flowing out from every atom of creation. Love was everywhere, in everything. In me. But not contained, not limited to me, not limited in any way, just flowing, singing, vibrating, dancing, everywhere, in everything.” –Brian Peterson
I take pictures and kiss little foreheads. Days are spent running a business while forgetting to run the washer. I search for meaning in the mundane while boiling eggs without the water. I answer emails and schedule meetings between long runs and burnt dinners. I search for balance while helping little people search for socks. This space is a reflection of my life. . . telling the stories of others while living my own.