Recently my father travelled to Mongolia for work. That week every morning I woke up with some of these pictures in my inbox. It ignited a deep longing inside of me to feel the heartbeat of the earth. Like an addict I dream, I crave of lying on that hard dusty soil and hearing her breath.
I’ve been ill and not well lately. Lack of vitality and general power. I’m not the only one, I know. Nature nurtures, it rebalances and heals. The question that occupies my mind in the city is how can I include nature into who I am? And how can I include myself into nature?