For me, Christmas isn’t about the gifts under the tree but how we utilize our gifts that are given to us by the divine. This photo is from five years ago today, when my tribe and I first started our homeless project that we now do on Thanksgiving.
I think of this man often and wonder how his life has turned out since that day. When we came up to him on the streets and gave him a bag of necessities, tears of joy filled his eyes. He shared his story with me, and he said that
Today I awake with a sense of newness and the power to ambit all that is out there, even the most unreachable heights.
With my heart leading the way, there is no longer a sense of doubt, panic, nor someone trying to control or hold something over me.
That has all been discharged out into the air.
But instead, a sense of release, and the feeling to want to break out in a combustion of laughter, to dance freely, and then fall back into the tall green blades of grass.