On my final morning, I awoke before dawn — before the bittersweet goodbyes. Savoring the silent mist, I reminisced on moments embedded in earth and heart. Soon friends flooded the kitchen, our chatter quieter but no less warm.
Stuffed backpacks awaited by the door; though expanded inner worlds we’ll carry indefinitely. My elongated embraces tried conveying what words cannot before piling into the jeep. I glimpsed back at the dome, feeling its energy waves farewell through the glassy air.
The ride was lengthy as road blockades forced detours. But camaraderie smoothed the jolts as we recounted tales of hard-won feats that matured us from strangers into family. At journey’s end we parted stalled on the outskirts of the city, returning to disparate lives irrevocably transformed by this shared passage.
As new chapters unfold I hold Conscious Impact nestled inside, their compassionate example for community uplift informing my every interaction. When future travels lead me back to their nourishing oasis, I know it will feel like homecoming.
For now I integrate lessons from earth and friends into daily being, laying intentions for how to honor these gifts. I walk with greater confidence having constructed physical shelter, and deeper purpose having been shown humanity’s heights by souls who dwell there.
To all who imprinted themselves into my expanded spirit: Until next time. My heart brims with gratitude for walking this pivotal trial together. May you savor sublime sunsets, and raise many masterpieces — both earthen and otherwise — on whose walls may peace dwell. Namaste.
