A story time about my pursuit of understanding the soul, conscious awareness, and the esoteric.

Spring sun kisses me a long awaited union each second savored Rain expands the seeds the ancient codes emerging whispering their tale Steam above my cup a cold misting afternoon taciturn of spring The sun breaking free from behind her plumy clouds warming my muscles Soil is the canvas sleeping vibrant blooms, the paint the artist she waits

Recipes to intermix food and medicine as one.