A perfect light misty rainy morning here in Colorado for tending the Well. An early wander across the grasslands and up to Coyote ridge gifted me with meadowlark song, mule deer grazing and young prairie dogs scurrying around their dens. So soft the grasses and rain soaked flowers. And I felt so deeply being swept up in the arms of my fellow Well Keepers in Europe who had already begun their tending as I crawled from my bed. Thank god for community ~ such gratitude for this community. with love, Peri
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As I turned up the volume while looking at the photo, I could actually hear the sound of the wind. Though silence is a rare and precious commodity these days, the sounds of nature seem to enhance the silence we hold sacred.