Five years ago we drove up a gravel road in western North Carolina, stood on 65 acres of sacred land, and said yes before we fully understood what we were saying yes to. No master plan. No guarantee. Just a deep knowing that we needed to make the leap before we talked ourselves out of it.

My heart is so full today after last night, my first solo photography exhibition.

After losing Jane Goodall this week, I would think all compassion possessing people can agree we desperately need more Janes in this world, and quickly.