New year. Same folks. New space. Grateful for the magnificent view.
On this first day of the new year, May we choose to carry forward the tools that serve us well, and surrender those that have served their purpose. May this be a day to approach life with the optimism and zest of an absolute beginner, even if you have many years of life experience. May we bow in gratitude for our blessings, and for the awareness we’ve been blessed with by our challenges. May this year bring peace where there has been conflict, and conversation where there has been a wall. Wishing each and every one a 2018 filled with love. -Matthew
Traveling these sacred roads, you can’t help but be moved by the sheer sacrifice and devotion required to give up everything you know to move to a harsh unforgiving desert plain and build a community, a promised land. I believe we each, In our own way, throw ourselves into equally as harsh a moments (the form may be a little softer, but the content is still the same) and we too are offered an opportunity to to toil and build to create our own “sacred promised land” within ourselves. Just be still in the face of chaos, devote time to healing rituals and higher frequency music. And let it unfold. New age pioneers, the bunch of us.
On my last night in Idaho, taking a moment to feel the connection to my deep roots here. Feeling gratitude for both the land and for family bonds that make life feel grounded and complete. Principles I can call on through remembrance once I return to my home in New York City.
A view of the back yard in winter.
Sunset on the shortest day of the year. Happy Winter Solstice, may the return of the light be a return of the light within as well.
In solitude we are reminded of who we are, just as much a part of nature as the trees or rocks or the pure snow.
Mastery is acknowledging the great unknown and bravely trekking into it anyway.
First snowfall of the season, Harlem.
Even at the chicken shack on the corner of the block, seek enlightenment. “Whatever you seek is seeking you” -a 10 piece crispy and a side of Rumi. Gotta love #NYC
The streets of NYC have always spoken the wisdom to me that I needed to hear at the time I needed to hear it. Today in East Harlem I passed a little shop with this message taped in its window. Buildings around it and across the street from it were boarded up, abandoned, tenants priced out or simply given up. This little store remained...and has its motivation duct taped for all to see: fear less, be grateful, stay in the game, love more. Be.