How beautiful to know a place that allows us to take a step back and marvel in the grace of what surrounds us. A place that holds gatherings, where we choose the music we dance to and the conversations we speak – and when we let go of all control, the celebration goes on. A place where we speak different languages and experience cultural differences, but never feel foreign to love and joy, when it is present – it is felt. A place that continues to exist without asking for our effort. A place that gives but doesn’t ask for anything in return. A place that’s too humble, and maybe too giving. A place that deserves the credit and great care our tiny beings can offer. A place that is an ongoing representation of blessing each and everyday. A place that holds a poetic glow when we surrender and observe what a gift it is to be alive. A place we call home. A place that balances mystery and fact in beautiful fashion. A place that has paved roads and altitudes so high our breath can’t fathom. A place that offers art and expression from the smallest to largest creation. A place that mirrors all that we are capable of. A place that we define without realizing Earth defines us.

-Sadianne Joyce