Breathe in, And out. 2017 has been such a transitional time. Las Vegas, university, 1/4 of the year in Iceland, loosing faith, test anxiety, depersonalization, breakdowns, buildups, bees, mischeivious children in adult bodies, ascended masters, hiking, camping, hotsprings, hot rivers, managing 3 festivals, meeting souls who have changes me, excited me, And made me more passionate for life. Poets, engineers, pilots, priests, carpenters, teachers, journalists, photographers, doctors, horticulturists, dreamers. Everything beyond labels. There has been so many things going on, But this is probably my fondest memory when I look back. At this time, I was a camp leader in the Secret Solstice festival. The Einarsnes house was full of volunteers. I moved into the lawn in the back, set up my tent and created my nest. My manager laughed at me, But I would be in there, quietly ready while the rain hits, listening to the birds. I loved all the crazy thing I did, and saw; But this is my favourite. Full of bliss. Be kind. Tell your loved ones how much they mean to you. Apperciate exsistance. Spread light. Be the light. Thank you all for your presence in my life. (at ReykjavĂk, Iceland)