Your question of what reminds me of my ‘self’: Where does my power sing
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In nature.
In nature : feeling wind : barefoot : long hair in the desert : without clothes
In the sound of the shakuhachi and answering back to the coyote
Wild beaches and the songs whales mountains
In the haunting sounds of deep night sacred grounds
In deep wilderness and, paradoxically, in the swirling of New York City. For they are both powerful and impersonal, and in that, one may see, learn, become lost, or awaken, or die.