So the first night of my tour in Montreal. My new friend Bashu and his roomies sang this song up on the roof of their space in Griffintown. It was a beautiful moment. The stars. The night skyline of the city. A mostly full harvest moon. Beautiful human beings sharing their lives with intention. Choosing to love and hold each other in hopes of nurturing the occurring growth into the most beautiful existence. Leaving Montreal on the train I was singing this song to myself. The train was passing abandoned industrial lots where the shrubs and trees have successfully broke through the cement and started taking over again. I think this is what we have to look ahead to in the future and be grateful for. The old ways of the past slowly being abandoned, crumbling and new life springing up. What an inspiring month on the road. Finding pockets of community so familiar to the ones I would like to do a better job of cherishing and nurturing here in kw.
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 15:36:14 +0000
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