“Amity & mystery must be applauded. Experienced simultaneously, a standing ovation. Love & grace bestowed on a humble soul, priceless.”…my allotted 140 character late night tweet after a surprise dinner with my Soultree Super Staff. A group of women so divine even the champagne was in awe. How can I put into words, let alone 140 characters, the depth at which my soul was moved and thusly elevated. The level of down-on-my-knees humility it took to sit around a table of like-minded yet wonderfully diverse women who at some (lucky for me) point sauntered through the doors of Soultree was palpable. A gorgeous path and a collective Journey. My school-girl giddiness barely deafened the racing melody of my overwhelmed heart. It was one of those moments, regardless of my Catholic upbringing, where from the depths of my being I believed wholly in a past life. What other daring intellectual reason would allow me to be so blessed, so honored, so graced? Undoubtedly I thought to myself… it’s a birthday gift from the gods & goddesses of my ancient past. Clearly I must have paid primordial dues to deserve this recompense; that’s wildly reassuring.
Down to the roots of my soul(tree)…I thank you luscious lovely ladies. You are the branches, the leaves and the nesting songbirds that nurture my soul. Ubuntu. Dirt.