TAKE A WALK ON THE WILD SIDE


Rarely does bathroom graffiti ring so true. I spotted this at Dépanneur Café, in Montreal, on March 6, 2020, the last time I sang in public. I snapped a photo because it resonated with the animist in me. Since then, the city has quieted considerably, and pandemic-imposed social distancing laws have inspired long, solitary walks, resurrecting my ear for Nature’s own sacred songs and resonant consciousness. I’m reminded that, even in the city, budding trees can be great gurus, offering wisdom and companionship to those who ask for it. And don't the birds have such beautiful voices?

Happy Spring/Easter/Passover, friends! Fresh life is afoot and, yes, new music is in the making.

Now more than ever, I hear, is the time to dream a new dream.

Kimberly xxxx


 

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