I believe in an everyday sort of magic – the infinitely inexplicable. That indescribable joy within the majesty.
I believe in the rushing of wind through the trees, as whispered voices beckoning us nearer.
I believe in those momentary instances – where earth, heart, soul and spirit become so decidedly interconnected.
I believe in the pathless wood, the wonderment of discover – and that deeper heart kind of knowing that all ‘good things’ must find their way.
I believe possibility to be proportionate to risk, and our willingness to fall forward into that which we’ve never known.
I believe every road to have a reason, and every heart a purpose.
But more so, my dearest darlings – I believe in the immeasurable hope embodied within these two hands.
With these two hands we help…
With these two hands we heal…
With these two hands the world begins anew.