Walk softly on Mother Earth. Feel me beneath your feet. Sink into me; I am the living Mother. Merge with me, and enter the womb of creation. Listen to my heartbeat, and know infinite love. Allow my heartbeat to pulse through you and rejoice in your healing. You and I, the Mother, are one.

From the concrete parking lot to the grass was only a few feet. I carried my camera and tripod, looking forward to immersing myself in the beauty of nature. If she granted me a few photos, I would be pleased. That was how I approached my photography: every image a gift, a possibility of holding on to the beauty I saw before me.