I was reading a Christmas card from some very dear friends and in the hand written portion of the card it mentioned this season as being the “holiest of times.” The phrase resonated with me as I realized that we do live in the holiest of times… always. All the flora and fauna in the borderlands are sacred and we do live in the holiest of times. This episode of Growing Native could have gone on for a very long time, but I stopped at 5 minutes. I suspect you have your own list of holy moments and sacred places and things.
The photos are mine
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