Tell Me A Tale: Finest Moments

My finest moments happen when the beauty and power of nature joins with the music in my soul. It doesn’t matter if it happens in a deep breath before skiing down a mountain, or as I sit witnessing the curve of the Earth bend the sea on the horizon. Please don’t misunderstand. I have no desire to rough it or eat the bark off trees as part of some pseudo-masochistic Survivor episode. It is only that the great gifts of life and love speak to me through creation. It feels like this:





I could not pick what moment was my single most finest. Thank you Joellen for giving me a reason to ponder.






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