The final evening of ceremony, clarity descended on me: a vision to continue giving and sharing the resources I have to live with, without fear or withholding. A reassurance from the Kind Spirit, the cosmic sea of consciousness, to continue and deepen the groove of my current trajectory. I felt love and the reassuring embrace of our Earthly Mother and Universal Father… Everything will be alright. Everything is alright when we embrace love, peace, and generosity. It is curious that in a world full of itself and suffering, deep in the Amazon jungle, in languages foreign to me, such purity and clarity would make complete sense to me. Or perhaps it is obvious that right there, in the jungle, is where I needed to be in order for it all to make sense to me.

Launching Cambia Capital with Andy Wolverton and Susan Fairchild lights up my mind and makes my heart swell with excitement as we seek to increase the positive impact ripples that began 15-years ago with Green Canopy.

Last August (2023) on my early morning runs I began watching the daily progress of artist, Thomas Dambo’s, troll sculpture right along the Rainier Trail in my home town of Issaquah. Yessss! What a wonderful way to evoke imagination and playfulness on the edge of the forest. Immediately, I thought trail poetry! How fun... Artistic expressions such as poetry and Dambo’s Jakob Two Trees along a trail tickles the creative imagination in us all and opens a new perspective on the forest and non-human world, taking us from the physical into a more metaphysical space. Thank you, Mr. Dambo, for such a lovely poetic trigger and offering!

The Adventure Trail on Tiger Mountain in Washington State lives up to its name. During my fall morning runs this trail truly becomes an adventure. Several times an owl has swooped down gripped my hat or fanned me with their feathery wings. Rather than believe the owl is “attacking” me, I prefer to think of it, perhaps naively, as a playful encounter. HO!

Something about flowing water brings out the playfulness in us. Without water life would not exist. Maybe its our subconscious rejoicing at the life giving flow that brings the kiddo in us forward. And so we dance and play in these life-giving waters with one hand holding gratitude and the other waving to the cosmos often without knowing.