Nine's blog

Putting my feet on the ground, I'm becoming part of this world. Moving like I'm meant to be moving.
I walk through the bush, feeling generations of ancestors watching me progress.
As we approach those giraffes, I am overwhelmed by the lingering presence of lions on the hunt.
I can't help but acknowledge the privilege of being able to take all of this in, safely.
As our circle completes, I exit from this wonderous experience, leaving behind nothing, but footprints in the sand.