I promised you a silent summary, here it is.

The world is a whole, it is reflected within us and mirrors back what inhabits us, the light and the shadows.

I wondered what I should be sharing with you, for this last email about Yama.

In my last post I have left you, I know, in doubt.

I left, vaillant and flickering, warrior and anxious, full of who I think I am (an artist), empty of what I can.

Here I am again, full of this silent summer months boiling, ready for the harvest and sharing.