Last night we watched the movie The Lost King about Richard III and how history was misaligned with the truth.  One woman changed that.  I remember when the news came out, and with this movie even more people will know the power of a vision in uncovering the truth.

Again, where I live is wrapped in fog and mist.  It’s an invitation to meld even more intimately with the air, and the in and out of the nourishing and living chords and cords of breath.