The use of cannabis in human society is a practice that is older than any established religion in existence today. It is, in fact, a wonder that a plant that has been in use for over 12,000 years has not been lost to the sands of time.
Archives for September 2017
The milk spilled across the table and all over the floor. Its white stain splashed outward and became a ghostly firework there beside the toes of his shoes, which barely scraped the old hardwood floors so used to absorbing these accidents.
The term “creative entrepreneur” and all the industries it now covers, continues to rapidly expand. Worlds are colliding. Uniting. Coalescing. And becoming something more. How to find your voice in this vast landscape? And how to monetize your business while staying true the creative within?
We know that we all began as newcomers and there’s no seniority with citizenship. There are short-term costs. But, how many would trade places with people having no future?
Often, I find myself looking up for hope. Always I come to find courage inside.
Often, I find hope in the stars. Always I’m led back to the light within.
Stars are distant reminders of who I am truly. Mysterious. Comforting. Wild and free. Stars whisper loudly to me, “Anything is possible.”
Your drawers are overflowing, your shoes are scattered across the floor, your stuff is spilling into the lounge, and you don’t really walk around your room so much as skirt around the bed. This is the reality for many people who don’t know how to make space in a small bedroom or home.
Bali, with a population of 4.2 million people, has long been a jewel in the crown of Indonesian tourism. But suffering from the impact of burgeoning tourist numbers, a throw-away culture and poor waste management, that crown is slipping.
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A little boy, maybe 4 or 5 years old, asked me about the bees. Then he saw the little star-shaped blue flowers of the borage plant nearby. I bent down and told him, “You can eat these. They are tasty and good for you.” He looked at me kind of wide-eyed and said, “Really?”
I find myself holding on to that lemon seed, caressing it with love as if to make the evil leave, and then my soul speaks to listening ears within me and I know the walk’s going to be next to a grand plot of trees, all with hanging lemons and each without lemon seeds.