long live the sun above us

yesterday the rain stopped; the jungle hut was empty as our entire village fled to the beaches.

last night charlie and i went to a meditation session with alise. it was held in an immense green teepee down a candle lit path in someone's forested back yard. the floor of the teepee was covered in warm persian rugs of deep reds and golds, and in the center was a roaring fire. candles hung from the high peak, with fresh flowers coiled down the chain like wild vines. after the calling of the elements and the smudging with smoke, water, and earth on our faces, the 11 of us began the slow descent into an hour long meditation with three unified Oms.
when i returned and the smoke cleared, many things had washed away with it, and the path was once again visible.