Four years ago a new foundation was laid. The ground was
revealed after the old house fell down. Ever since, I’ve been building a new
house. After every new experience I lay another brick. I’ve
expanded into new and vast territory, pursuits of interests and creativity.
While doing so I kept aware the ground, for I knew that was the base of who I
was and who I am. The house is being purged of it's cracks and dust. The last year in Mongolia I’ve been observing the various
bricks of my foundation, many of which were the same bricks used in the old
dwelling, just laid differently. As these bricks have
been exposed in certain areas, I’m discovering things about myself I knew not
existed. And they’re beautiful discoveries.
