I am an open windows, wind in my soul, music blasting kind of spirit.
I am a water in my thin place, heavy and light, quiet and loud kind of pilgrim.
I am a passion in my blood, energy in my aura, fire in my heart kind of musician.
I am a sunrise over water, dance in the rain, coffee and tea kind of soul.
I am slowly un-convincing myself that love is un-real.
I am remembering that love is what moves me.
Remembering that love wins.