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If you think like me, then this poem turned song by Xavier Rudd will speak to you. Correction... it will shout at you. I just stumbled across it today. A truly beautiful sounding song, with even more beautiful lyrics. Please take a read before you listen to the song.


So now come sit down
Will you talk with me now
And let me see through your eyes
Where there is so much light
We are biding ouur time
For these myths to unwind
For these changes we will confront


So please be aware with every
Place that you herald
And look to your soul
For these things that you know
For these trees that we see
Cannot forever breathe
With these changes they will confront


And this sacred land
It has seen many hands
It has wealth and gold
Now it is fragile and old
And now the greedy souls just don't care to know
Of the changes it will confront

So speak out loud
Of the things you are proud
And if you love this coast
Then keep it clean as it evolves
Because the way that it shines
May just dwindle with time
With the changes it will confront

So hold nice and close
Once you get to your soul
So that when it is cold
You won't feel so alone
'Cause the road that you take
May just crack and break
With the changes you will confront

With each gift that you share
You may heal and repair
With each choice you make
You may help someone's day
Well I know you are strong
May your journey be long
And now I wish you the best of luck
Well I know you are strong
May your journey be long
And now I wish you the best of luck.

F**king Bleed Purple and Gold

Well... I'm back.
After four months of pure and intense adventure, sunshine, laughter, work, play and - as best described in one word: summer, I'm back. This summer I experienced, for a moment, a sense of lost but more importantly I experienced a major sense of found. I found a place where I can be happy when I didn't think I could. I found a place where the people are just as wonderful, fulfilling and crucial to my being as the people are in the place that I temporarily left. I found that just being and being me, no matter where I am, I can be happy. And that alone makes me happy.
Now I'm back to the place where for the last three years I have been spending my falls and my winters, having new Septembers and new adventures. This is the last year I get to structure my life around a school schedule. The last year that I get to live with and beside some of the best people I have been so blessed as to have found. And the last year that I get to take in every ounce of this incredible environment and experience, and just fucking bleed purple and gold.

It's good to be back.