It was hard to wash away my days—and I didn’t want to… I went out purposely in nature to get dirty, to be cleansed, to be vulnerable, to discover her rhythms, and to listen deeply to what she might have…

It was hard to wash away my days—and I didn’t want to… I went out purposely in nature to get dirty, to be cleansed, to be vulnerable, to discover her rhythms, and to listen deeply to what she might have…