Mother of all – greetings & thanks

Sun shines through the trees (Big Sky Wide)

Buttermilk Falls State Park Trail

Look down, we stand, on ground, each alone, pavement, grass, mud, clay, rock, slush, sand our terra firma.

It is a womb, a core, where fountains spring forth and what each new blossom greets the airstream from, roots spreading strength and providing the necessary nurturing for generations of cycles.

Alone, on our feet, knees, bellies and bottoms we can feel our connection to a whole where we all have experience. There is this same ground spreading from one to another, across the universe, in which each of us become one.

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