Branch and Stem | East Wenatchee, WA | September 2019
Flora #2 | I don’t know how we connect, but we do. Maybe we’re all suspended in an emulsion — God, Tao, Mystery, Spirit or Love — that promotes contact. Maybe each of us is an expression of the force that spins galaxies and turns seeds into string beans. Or maybe it’s an electromagnetic link — brainwaves enmeshed, electrical fields entwined, auras reaching for auras. What I know is that there’s comfort in numbers, that certain people energize me, that a bond can form between complete strangers. In fact, that happened yesterday when I passed a homeless guy who smiled like an angel.
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