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Stories told ‘round the fire
“Original Peoples the world over sat before warm fires and shared stories of the hunt, stories of the Ancestors, stories of birth and death, land and sea, faraway places, and visions seen. Wisdom and information were passed from generation to generation, an oral tradition that created living history. Modern humans might not sit around a fire like their early ancestors once did, yet, it’s still vital that we share our life experiences, feelings, and insights. Sharing stories remains one of the deepest ways we can connect with our fellow humans. Through our stories we live on.”
![Dear Living Earth](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5ffb8ea1c1ead434c21dac32/1619213994702-LK4MY1MJBOFXI0809IS5/IMG_9429.jpg)
Dear Living Earth
DEAR LIVING EARTH --- I could not love you more. You saved my life when I was dying. You gave me family and soul-connection, a place in the Cosmos of Life, a place where I belong.
![Lucid Living](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5ffb8ea1c1ead434c21dac32/1619206985782-JGV9KMWJDZ095BDL3MUP/vista90-cr.jpg)
Lucid Living
I thought back to my life in the Australian rainforests where my lucid dreams took on astonishing proportions. Without waking, I was able to rerun my dreams in the same way I’d replay a movie. With each new playback, I often changed plots, settings and characters until I was satisfied with the dream.
![I Remember](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5ffb8ea1c1ead434c21dac32/1619205768601-9747QLLW8MOB2M34SOAU/vista30-cr.jpg)
I Remember
I Remember
You sat beside me,
clinging to life,
only weeks left to live,
yet, you were more alive than ever.
I listened as you tried to make sense of life and death,
your eyes so beautiful and sad
as you tried to embrace all that you felt.