Although one might question the naked and vast prairie landscape, where my idea of a forest could be a clump of 4-5 trees coming from western KS, there are sacred spaces out here. Often they come in the form of a land owner taking responsibility and stewardship for the land, listening to what the land is asking to gift one with.  

Therefore, sacred spaces are abundant here on the plains.  The trick is finding them.  

I have been wanting to visit Harmony Farm now for a few years "trying" to find time that matches an event the creator of the landscape does seasonally. But it was only up to now, after being reminded when speaking to a friend, that the message came in really  strongly,  this was the time to visit AND oh what a glorious, sunny day it was. 

In the midst of the energy upheaval and intensity of shifts in the density and dimensions, when my heart feels heavy and my head is pulsing, I am reminded when I do get out into the nature of my homeland of this lifetime, my heart lights up.  It was here that I first encountered joy and love. I have come to accept the rolling, rushing wind. And my inner child says "thank you" when I lay myself down on the wheat field and look up into the Kansas blue sky.  As I lie there on Mother Gaia, I feel the pulse of the heartland reverberating strongly.  

"Joy was just the thing that he was raised on
Love is just the way to live and die
Gold is just a windy Kansas wheatfield
And blue is just a Kansas summer sky"

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Sending warmth and peace for the winter season <3. g