My 3 month live-in trade swap at InanItah is over. After an incredible weekend where we all went on a ritualistic journey together for Halloween, I gathered the things I wanted to keep and left on Monday feeling 100{a9f0d31f6175b3e4775e11a66c07db268fb74408d6095f6b46eeec420c0e9f62} ready to leave the lovely cocoon that was my home for a little while and take

…feet dangling stupidly. So free from ground the air makes them tingle. Almost tired from dancing and laughing and spinning all day I stand up and climb higher. Around me birds dip and float and flip, showing me how to ride the changes of life without any effort. I learn from them for hours, just

I stood eyes closed, arms outstretched, bare feet on the earth, as I felt my roots penetrate deep into the earth, through the ancestors I carry with me with this lifeforce, right to the very first ancestor that links us all. I felt the light run all the way from zero, through my body and

An un.for.gettable day at El Zopilote, getting my frst tat! With Aline and Niklas. Facebook Photo Album Linky Link

I believe a great tattooist is the DJ of your temple. The moment his needle touches your skin he’s mixing a timeless song, to your beat, just for your pleasure. Others can watch but you’re the only ones dancing. “The silhouette of birds, bursting into flight, following this line of my hip bone…” I continued