We tell a story with everything we do - every act is another word; every season another stanza. The name “The Dancing Graves” tells the dichotomous narrative of life that came from death; healing from wounding (more to share about that soon). In the future, we want to explore that with you as you hear the musical stories we create and release. Until we share those songs with you, we want to ask you to consider a question this weekend (and onward): What does your story tell others? Is it a narrative of love and confronting your pain, or one of fear and concealing your heart?
Repost via my friend @skinsley2323 How I go to the #woods Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the #catbirds or hugging the old black #oaktree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours. Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit on the top of a #dune as motionless as an uprise of #weeds, until the #foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the #roses singing. If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love you very much. ― #maryoliver