I am everything that surrounds me.

Spring is just another cycle—no, for real. Let it root you into exposure. Once the snow that covered you melts away, find yourself looking through a new lens. As the first light beams through the bubbly dew, radiating a specific type of heat, let your life dance into fruitful abundance.

I see it as a parallel connection. I’m here, dancing as well, with every movement delivered to me by life. I recall catching a vibe up in a remote part of Cali. There I was, hypnotized by the movement in the air, captivated by all of God’s glory. I remember the subtle silence as the freshest breeze swept through me like dust in the wind. I am everything that surrounds me.

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