A personal journey through sacred Kauai with El Herrington

Yesterday was our last full day in Kauai. I am sad to be leaving today but excited to have experieinced the magic of this Island. To have felt its presence deep down in my soul. Reconnecting me to spirit. To a time and place long long ago in a space and time far from here when my whole being knew of its existence.
I am so grateful to have answered the call of Kauai. To return to the place where I have been before. To reconnect with the Source. My source. To drive along 56 and see whales in the ocean. Playing. Toying. In their vast playground of the Pacific Ocean. Feeling their presence and finding them whenever I wanted to see them.
I woke up yesterday morning feeling the need to reconnect with El. To journey with her throughout the scared spots on Kauai that seemed to be beckoning me. Asking me not to leave Kauai without connecting with them.
Guilt was telling me it was my family's last full day here and we should spend the whole time together. Time and space was telling me it was my last day here and I needed to understand the reason why I was called back to Kauai and the only person who could guide me was El. I wrestled with the decision until the decision was made for me and there was no turning back.
I picked up the phone and called El, the woman whose spirit reminds me so much of my own mother who passed away over 36 years ago. The woman who presided over our renewal vows. The woman I knew was sent to me from a Higher Power to help me to experience the why of Kauai for me. We connected and arranged to meet at 10 am to begin our journey. My journey back to the source.
As we drove along, the mountain that had been calling to me since I arrived on the Island. The mountain my son and I had nicknamed the sleeping giant called me even louder. I could feel its power when El told me the mountain is one of the most sacred spots on Kauai. She is called the Sleeping Goddess  My heart almost stopped when she told me of the Sleeping Goddess. How could my son and I have known to call the mountain the sleeping giant when it is known as the sleeping goddess. Because I had always known came the answer but just forgot.
We parked the car and stood at the closet point we could to my mountain of connection. I closed my eyes and let her presence flow through me as she has done since the time I stepped onto the Island but this time I understood her and invited her in. Behind my closed eyes I could feel a well of emotion bubbling. Tears stinging the corners of my eyes. Red light flashing behind my closed lids as the power of the majestic and powerful sleeping goddess invoked my inner goddess inviting her to come out again. To show her power. To claim who I truly am. Tremours rushing through my body as I inhaled her power. Holding onto her strength for as long as I could then exhaling slowly to honour her presence.
We then moved on to our next location which was to look at the crown of the sleeping Goddess. Her power again infusing mine. Me asking for the courage to be the woman I am, the healer I am, the giver and receiver of love and light I am so I could share with those who come onto my path.
As we drove on, El point out the real sleeping giant mountain, Mountain NouNou who is just down from the sleeping Goddess. The power emanating from these two giants so strong. Such high energy flowing it is almost indescribable. The yin yang of male and female energies combining to create a force that was filling me up. Preparing me for what was to come next.
And then when I thought there was no more power to be had we drove on to Lydgate Park back to where our vows were reaffirmed. And then we stood in the ocean. Allowing the water to run over our toes sending out our prayers and thanks to the ocean - that which connects us all. And while we were there a large stick hit me hard on the ankle. Shocking me back to the present moment  Out of my dream like state. El said it was to awaken me. Asking me to listen and to pay attention. That stick followed me along the beach hitting me each time until I picked it up and took it with me. Reminding me to remember.
We collected special nuts to give as offerings of thanks for each sacred site. We then drove to the base of the Wailua River where we stopped at the scared birthing site which was reserved only for royalty in days gone by. There the energy was that much more powerful. I could feel I was being rebirthed, recreated to do as I am meant to do here. Told by spirit not to do anything, force anything. To just keep doing what I am doing and when the time is right, everything will fall into place. As it has always done. To let go of worry and despair. And to embrace love, light and abundance instead.
We then drive up the hill to the Opaekaa Falls, a beautiful and majestic place as the energy flowed throughout my body  Relaxing me, building me, restoring me. Inhaling and exhaling. Letting the moment fill me up. Satiate me.
We then drove to a temple on the beach. I felt its presence before we even got there. Drawing me in. We stopped and asked permission to enter and then when we did I knew I was in the right place for my journey. I closed my eyes in reverence to the place of wisdom and all knowing. Asking spirit to show me a sign if I am on the right path. I opened my eyes to see whales playing in the ocean. Tingling sensations all throughout my body. Laughing and feeling free I knew spirit was answering me with the whales. I just knew
We ended our journey at a hidden sacred spot where the stone was large and bold. I asked the stone to give me the strength to carry out the duties I was sent here to do. I asked the stone to infuse me with the love and light I need to share with those who so choose to come onto my path. I asked the stone for the ability to be nonjudgemental and to know who is meant to be in my circle and who is not. If I am worthy to help me to go out with the love and light of the Spirit.
And as I walked away, my phone rang and it was my family calling to ask where we were. Breaking me out of my spell back to reality. But not before thanking the Universe for bringing me back home. To where it all began. To where I began.
Kauai is a magical, mythical and magnificent place infused with light, rainbows, ocean and water. A place that will remain in my heart forever. In gratitude to Kauai for beckoning me back home and for bringing El to me to guide me through my transitioning. For reawakening me to the power of Spirit and the connection of us all. Namaste.

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When men and nature meet there is no beginning or end, no space or time

Yesterday my family experienced a rare treat. An unexpected one at that when we toured the Allerton Gardens on the South side of Kauai. The Allerton Garden is touted as a Botanical Garden protected by the National Trust. But is much more than that, it is the work of the Divine, God, or whatever mystical and higher power we may want to believe in. It is beautiful beyond words and much more than just a Garden. It is a work of Art intertwined with nature comingled with spirituality and the principle of flow.
Lush trees, man made waterfalls, water features, little rooms, colourful flowers, and a special green house for the propagation of plants that are nearing extinction are just a few of the wonders throughout this garden. But more than that it is a garden that tests all of our senses even those beyond the human five senses tapping into our soul sense - our inner essence reconnecting us back to Mother Earth, Father God, and all that is, was and ever will be.
An oasis within a garden of Eden. Our walk began with us going into a special greenhouse for plants which are being propagated to bring them back from extinction. Mist spraying on them as they are mostly clouds plants disappearing as the temperatures rise and the clouds start to dissipate.
Then we walked through a garden which was created by Allerton full of fruits and starched used to feed people during World War II - oranges, bread fruit, pomegranate, guava and the list goes on.
Juan was the best guide ever because he loves his job and his passion came through in the way he described the garden to us. The way he intertwined poetry with the flow of the garden. Folklore with reality. Stories of old intertwined with the new. Inviting us in to the mystery of the garden. Allowing us to conjure up our own images and feelings about what we were seeing and hearing. Asking us to awaken beyond our five senses to the sixth sense of the inner eye, the inner voice, intuition.
He then led us to a reflecting pool with Diana, the Roman Goddess of fertility, childbirth and Nature standing at the top of the pool. Protecting the garden. I could feel her presence in the peace of the canopy of trees.
From there we walked to the bottom of the reflecting pool where we came across a man made waterfall. But what was unique about this waterfall was the way the rocks were positioned at the bottom to give a relaxing and calming sense particularly when I closed my eyes. Juan telling us that some monks from the Kauai monastery told him the rocks were positioned that way because then the water is flowing through at the rate our brains work. Such that if one were to sit in silence, the brain will slow down and calm down putting us in a meditative state. Serenity beyond words.
From there we walked through clusters of bamboo where Juan, our guide, told us the importance of growing clustered bamboo rather than spreading bamboo because of how quickly they grow.
And then we turned into another oasis within the garden where we had two statues on either side of a water feature that Juan said was fashioned to flow at the pulse of humans when we are at our resting state. I closed my eyes and sat on the bench and immediately my breathing slowed. My body relaxed. The flow of the water like something out of a science fiction novel - the physics of it so inspiring and mind bending at the same time.
Our walk then took us through large trees whose roots looked like they could swallow us whole if they wanted. We discovered it was there that Jurassic Park was filmed. A place where one could believe dinosaurs may have roamed centuries before. Some of the roots looking like the tails of dinosaurs.
Our walked ended with us overlooking these amazing red dart plants but my eye was drawn to a statute that sat almost camouflaged by the red darts as if it was calling out to me. I asked Juan what the Buddha was and he said it was Confucius and it had been unearthed there when they were building out the garden. Such a apt way to end the walk because it was Confucius who said, "Everything has its beauty but not everyone sees it."
A garden of Eden on the garden of Eden island of Kauai. What a wonderful way to spend an afternoon. Taking a walk through a place where there is no space and time. A place where our imaginations and senses meet to take us to that level we all know but forget - the place where we and nature become one where there is no beginning or end. Beautiful beyond words. In gratitude for experiencing and appreciating the wonders of nature, of life.  For experiencing and acknowledging when men and nature meet, there is no beginning or end. No space or time. Only Infinity. As are we. As are we all. Namaste.

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Canoeing down the Wailua River offers me lesson in stepping outside my comfort zone

How many times have I said over and over again that I do not like to interfere with the water. That I am Taurus the bull through and through so I do not like anything to do with water except to shower and bath in it. But to frolic in it, is not me. I am a land person and that is where I normally feel safe and secure.
So yesterday when my family decided we ought to go kayaking, I resisted vehemently saying I would stay in the condo while my husband and children went kayaking. But my daughter's face was so sad that I decided I would tag along. Particularly since she had just received very disappointing news that she had made it to the finals in the BYGT (Bermuda Youth's Got Talent Contest) but she would not be back on the Island in time for the final. She was heartbroken because she had been so excited about making it to the final.
So like a good mother I wanted to lift her spirits and go along with her plan to kayak. The weather was beautiful. Temperatures pleasant. Sky blue. So there was no excuse to miss kayaking.
As we were driving, I was thinking about El and her post about the whales still remaining in Kauai suggesting to her Kauai is truly blessed. As I was thinking this, I looked over at the ocean and saw a pod of whales spouting and playing in the water. Amazing I thought. Here we were on a picturesque day driving down an equally picturesque road with whales frolicking in the ocean on my left side, majestic mountains, tall trees and colourful flowers on my right. And above me a blue sky with wispy clouds. I felt so blessed at that moment that I probably could have walked on water. I felt the Universe was showing me its abundance and asking me to partake in it without abandon.
I inhaled in that moment and decided I was going to accompany my family on the kayaks because I felt at one with nature. We were also going to be kayaking on the sacred Wailua River - the river where we had exchanged our vows the day before. How could I say no to that?
When we got to the river, we decided to hire canoes instead of kayaks because I did not want to get too wet.  I felt flushed with confidence as I knew the Universe was shining down on me. That is until I got into the canoe. Me at the front and my son at the back, helming it for us. We set off from the dock and the canoe started rocking from side to side. I thought we were going to tip over. My heart starting racing. Panic rushed through my body and I yelled I wanted to go back. All I could envision was me falling into the murky brown river. Something I did not want to do so I wanted out of that canoe. But my husband and daughter asked me to give it a try.
Remembering my daughter's disappointment from before, I decided to stick it out. The motion of the canoe making me feel a little sick. But then as I looked out at the beautiful setting we were in, the sound of the wind rustling the leaves, the sound of silence, the tall and lush green trees around us, I closed my eyes and asked the Universe for guidance. When I opened them the scenery looked magical. My son looked so mature and grown up pedalling us confidently down the river that I lifted my oar and started pedalling with him. Our strokes soon reaching a rhythm as we sliced through the still water. And before I knew it I was in the flow and was actually enjoying myself.
My son and I soon racing against my husband and daughter. Our laughter and joy echoing back to us through our tree lined oasis. My son and I bonding in a new way. My son congratulating me on my rowing skills. My daughter happy that everyone was happy with her choice for our family outing for the day. My husband beaming that I was interfering with the water and not even caring that my hair was getting soaked.
Thinking back about the day I am so proud of myself for stepping outside of my comfort zone and doing something I would not normally feel comfortable with and finding so much joy in that moment. Realising what I would have deprived myself of had I been stubborn and stuck with what I know and am comfortable. Instead my family enjoyed a wonderful afternoon of canoeing up and down the Wailua River. The very river we had shared our family love with just the day before.
Teaching me that sometimes we have to step outside of our comfort zones in order to experience joy that is so readily available to us. And we have to be willing to go with the flow and see where it takes us. Totally teaching me to accept I am one with nature and the Universe. And for this lesson I am truly grateful.

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Lovers don't finally meet somewhere - renewal vows on Kauai

Yesterday was one of those magical moments that will be imprinted on my mind for the rest of my life. No matter what happens from here on out, I know that I am loved and I love my husband  my children, and our lives together.
Last evening my husband and I renewed our vows celebrating 21 years of marriage together at the shore of the Kailua River, the most sacred river in Kauai, next to the site of Forgiveness with the wind blowing away all our past hardships as the waves washed in the new. We stood in the presence of our beautiful children reaffirming our commitment to each other. Honouring the fact that we are in this marriage, on this journey together as a family.
Our day began with much worry and trepidation because we woke up to rain pouring down, the day quite gloomy and not promising at all. Worrying that we would not be able to renew our vows because the weather would not allow us. El Herrington, whom we had never met, was to be our guide in our ceremony told us from the outset her intuition was telling her that all was going to be well and that she would send out a prayer to the Island to allow our renewal to happen. And if it was meant to be it would be.
I had chosen El because her spirit spoke to me when I was searching for someone to preside over our very personal and sacred commitment to each other. When I found her website Spirit of Kauai and heard her voice, I knew she was the one who would take us to the place of where my husband and I's spirits had connected before.
As the day progressed the clouds would give way to the sun off and on. Filling us with hope then dashing them in an instant. And as we got closer to our time, the heavens opened again but El eased our worries by saying the site where we were going was clear and there was no rain.
So we dressed. My daughter and I behind closed doors so the men could not see us until we were ready. Giggling like two school girls rather than mother and daughter. My daughter doing my make up in a beautiful and subtle way. The two of us sharing a special moment of her helping me to get ready for our renewal. We dressed in our dresses looking like two radiant women ready to go out into the world.
When we walked out we were excited to see how handsome our boys looked. Dressed in their crisp white shirts and khakis. They in turn told us how beautiful we looked. And then we drove to our site, The Lydgate State Park. At the very end of Wailua Beach by HiKina'akala. Dark clouds rolled in. The wind picked up. A chill descended upon us as we made our way across the beach with the photographer and harpist with El leading the way.
We worried the rain would come again. El asked the Island again to allow us to renew our vows. I asked St Anthony, Patron Saint of Miracles, to allow us the miracle of no rain. Our son said the wind was blowing the clouds away. And then we preceded.
My son taking my arm into his walking me to meet my husband and daughter halfway so we could link arms as family. And then we walked as a family to stand before El to the sound of Anela playing the Hawaiian wedding song on the harp. Our children standing to the side as my husband I stood in the middle as El began our powerful ceremony of love.  A dream come true. A feeling of deep and powerful love as we went through the spiritual and soul connecting ceremony El had created for us. Surprising us at each turn with what she had prepared.
Honouring each other with leis made for our ceremony. First between my husband and I and then onto our children. So special.
My husband and I reading to each other words we had written only to discover what we had each composed in isolation was the same story written from different perspectives. Affirming to each other we are in fact on the same wavelengh. That we are continuing a journey we have been on many times before. Souls connected from lives previous.
And then after my son passed my ring to my husband and my daughter passed my husband's ring to me, my husband and I exchanged our rings and spoke our vows to each other as a family. Our son telling us later that when we did, he looked up and saw the grey clouds had all passed leaving only a blue sky.  All while Anela played the harp softly in the background as the waves rolled onto the shore, the wind whipped our faces, the sense of renewal and continuation of our love becoming a part of the natural rhythm of nature. With all of us blending into the scenery around us. Becoming at one with the life force. With each other. Liz snapping pictures in the background without being intrusive. The setting serene and sacred.
We ended the ceremony by offering a thanks to nature by giving back to the ocean the water we had taken to touch in our ceremony and sealed our love with a kiss between us first as renewed husband and wife then kissing our children. Hugging each other in a circle. The circle of family. Of love.
Remembering the words El had spoken just before we spoke our words of love to each other,
“The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.”
― Rumi, The Illuminated Rumi
Knowing full well this to be our story. Our true story that we as husband and wife have been in each other all along. As have our children. The circle of love and family renewed to continue on from the first day of the April 2013. A day of love and renewal. Beautiful beyond words.

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Gratitude for living on a magnificent planet

April 1. A new month. A new beginning. And we are in a new place far from where we normally live. Enjoying our family time. Enjoying being together. Enjoying having quality time together outside of our norm.
We woke up on Saturday morning as I said before to the sound of new bird songs. To the sound of new beginning. Of a place yet to be explored. With excitement and anticipation we went about exploring our surroundings. Retracing our drive across the dark roads we had been lost on on Friday night. Only to discover that in the daylight, the roads were more beautiful, magical and spectacular than we ever imagined.
The little bridges we had crossed spanned the top of scenery that went beyond our imaginations. We were oohing and aahing at every turn. Even my 14 year old son who is not impressed by much at his age was commenting about the picturesque and enchanting scenery we were seeing.
The coastlines contrasted against the harsh and lush mountains. Rivers against tall and majestic trees. Waterfalls breaking through the green peaks of the mountains. Think Jurassic Park and you will begin to imagine the scenery we were experiencing.
We drove some more. Just following the road to wherever it took us on our enchanting journey. Getting out when we came across a cave under thousands of feet of mountains above it. We walked into the dark cave. The light disappearing as we walked into it. Feeling the presence of the water that had smashed its way into the rock, eroding it away until it had a place to go. Understanding the power of the ocean. Respecting the power of nature.
Turning to walk back out of the cave, having to adjust our eyes to the light. And thinking wow the darkness really comes to remind us to appreciate the light. To appreciate what we have right in front of us. That which we take for granted until it is no longer there. Only to appreciate it when it returns.
Walking to a little canteen on the side of the road where we ordered shaved ice made from fresh pineapple, coconut. Against the backdrop of the crashing ocean behind us. Waves large enough they could swallow us whole without even a thought -  if we so dared enter it.
Looking forward and seeing the ocean. Looking backward and seeing the mountains. Glorying in the ability to experience nature in its raw and natural form. Grateful to have the means and will to want to explore the world. To see what it has to offer. To step outside the norm to give ourselves the time to just be and to explore. Forgetting about the day to day and losing ourselves in the magic of the moment.
Looking at my children, my husband. Seeing the wonder and awe on their faces. Away from computers. Away from worries. Seeing them frolicking in the abundance of what we have and feeling absolute joy and gratitude for all that we have, all that we are. All that we will be. Seeing life through their eyes and the bountiful nature surrounding us.
Despite the pouring rain, the red mud covering us, the wind, the less than perfect conditions for our first day of exploring, I am so grateful for understanding that perfection often is at its best in imperfection. Allowing me to accept in that moment I am perfect, as is my family, in my imperfect way. As is my family. As are we all perfect in our imperfect ways. Perfection in our imperfection.
Enjoying every moment of our special time in enchanting and soul lifting Kauai.
Grateful to know we truly live on a magnificent planet. One where the wonders never cease to amaze when we are open to receive and see the gifts, treasures and abundance it has to offer. Namaste

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A long journey of faith

Aloha everyone from Princeville, Hawaii.
After travelling for over 24 hours we arrived safe and sound at our condo in Princeville, HI. At times it felt like our journey was never going to end. Three flights. Over thousands of miles. Through 3 different time zones. Leaving our home in the midst of a major thunderstorm. Lightning flashing. Thunder booming. Rain lashing down on everything. My daughter trembling. And surprisingly I felt no fear whatsoever to the thunderstorm.  I felt at peace. Accepting we were where we were meant to be. And if it was meant for us to get to Kauai we would.
By the time we checked in at the airport and got upstairs, the dark and ominous clouds had given way to blue skies. And by the time we boarded the airplane, there was no sign of the threatening weather that had unfolded unexpectedly on us when we were leaving our home. Filling me with hope that our journey was going to be filled with hiccups but we would get to where we were meant to that day.
On the flight from NY to California, I paid homage to those whose lives were lost in the tragedy of 9-11 as they too left their homes that morning full of optimism and hope about their final destinations that day only for them to be crashed into the World Trade Centre. As we were on the same route as they were. Thinking about that ill fated day that changed the way we all travel. I thought about how fortunate my family is not to have experienced that tragedy first hand. And whispered a silent prayer to the Universe that it was not in our cards to have to experience anything similar.
By the fifth hour on the flight, my children started to get a bit restless but were in good spirits by the time we landed in California. Four hours gained from the time we left home. We walked around the airport a bit trying to stretch our legs before boarding another 6 hour plus flight. Changing time yet again.
Worrying that I was pushing our family too much by trying to do the journey all in one day. Should I have given us time to overnight in California so we could have had time to regroup. My son saying he was glad we were getting it over and done with all in one day.
Boarding our final flight for the day. Going through turbulence while the sky did not look threatening  Praying we would arrive safely and then the turbulence stopped. Yielding a relatively smooth journey from there on.
Finally arriving in Lihue, HI at 8.30 pm Hawaiian time, 3.30am Bermuda time. Realising I had been awake for nearly 24 hours. Having woken at 4am the morning before to be sure my family was prepared for our journey. My body, mind and soul trembling from sheer exhaustion but still pushing ahead until my family was safe and sound at our destination.
Getting into our hire car. Full of our luggage. Full of wonder and excitement. Only to find our GPS did not work. After faffing around with it for about half hour we decided to throw fate to the wind and go where we were being led. We drove out of the airport with little more than hope and a prayer.
And once I thought we were on the road to the North, our final destination, I fell asleep from relief. Only to awake some 15 minutes later to us on a road that did not feel right. Heading west.
There was no one around. The roads were deserted.
Over tiny bridges we crossed. Past long stretches of dark beaches illuminated by the large beautiful moon. Under normal circumstances we would have been in awe of the beauty that was surrounding us. Instead we were wrought with worry about where we were heading. Dark and winding roads. No lights because we later discovered there are no lights as there is a bird that is sacred here that flies into lights and kills itself.
And then a lone car came towards us and my husband, unlike the stereotypical typical man, flashed the driver then flagged him down. The driver slowed to ask, "Is there a cow on the road?"
Did he just ask if there was a cow on the road we all asked? Thinking what in the world had we gotten ourselves  into. My husband asked the driver if we were on the right road to Princeville. The driver told us we had passed it by seven miles. Then he miraculously said he would not only show us where we needed to go but he would drive us there. All we had to do was make a U turn and then follow him.
As we neared our destination, our guide stopped and the passenger got out to ask us where we were specifically going. When we told her, she said they would take us directly there so we could not get lost on the dark roads.
When we reached our destination, our guides made a U turn said Aloha and drove off into the night without us even knowing their names or thanking them properly. Leaving us with a good feel about our upcoming holiday. Letting me know that even when we set out on our journey and it is not what we thought, when we get led down dark and ominous roads  when we feel like we are totally and utterly lost, if we have faith, trust and believe and are not afraid to admit we are lost and ask for help, angels and guides are always there for us. Asking for nothing in return except to show us the way.
And for this lesson and journey I am truly grateful.
Waking up this morning to the sound of new adventure. Unfamiliar bird songs. Sounds of the new and unfamiliar with anticipation, gratitude and love. Mahalo from Princeville, Hawaii.

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Living passionately is the gateway to living purposefully

Living a passionate life

leads to a purposeful life

A purposeful life?

What is that?

A life filled with meaning

A sense of belonging

Of purpose

Of connectedness

How does one define passion

One then asks

Easily

By doing that which makes your heart sing

Your mind soar

Your soul connect

With the Divine

How does one connect with the Divine

One may ask

Simple

By taking time to connect

With the silence

To reconnect with the nothingness

That is the all

What is the nothingness that is the all

One may ask

Easy

It is the compass

That keeps us going

Guides us through

Our darkest night

Helps us to find our way

When we are lost

How do we get lost?

Easily

When we get caught up in the busyness

When we do not do what we are meant to do

When we close our hearts and souls

To the calling that is within us all the time

Why do so many of us get lost

One may ask

Simple

Because we are human

And being lost is a part of our growth

Necessary for us to understand

The yin and yang

Of our existence

Why is it that some of us stay lost

One may ask

Easily

It depends on how one defines lost

Each one of us

From the beggar on the street

To the wealthiest man in the mansion

Has a divine purpose

A reason for being here

Can make a difference

Does make a difference

So what we must do

To connect to our Divine Purpose

Simply

by not 

Trying to define who we are

And just be who we are

Stop seeking

And just be found

Stop judging

And just accept

Stop projecting

And just live

Our lives can become 

Whatever we dream

When we fully believe

And have faith

To be strong enough

To let go

Not struggle

Not question

Not second guess

But truly let go

To make room

For the Divine

To step in

To intervene

And show us the way

The truth and the light

Allowing faith

To do its thing

When we live our lives with passion

We live our lives with purpose

We stand tall

We stand firm

We smile a lot

And we automatically shine our light

Out into the world

For all to see

For all to feel

Including us

Especially us

Living passionately

Is the gateway

To living purposefully

Aah

Namaste

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