Wait For It

There’s no way I can predict my childrens’ paths—they have an innate knowing to explore and create space and beauty. Girlfriend here photo bombed me again. What can I do…she’s full of grace with a sweet smell of innocence. Our conversation shortly after the flash mob-of-one went something like this:

ME: Why are you jumping?

HER: Why not?

ME:  Touché

They are magical, no need to interfere. They are here to heal this journey we call humanity.

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