by Shannon Two hours of stairs to make it to her doorstep. The Rolwaling Valley, nestled high along the Tibetan border in east-central Nepal, makes you work to gain entry. She demands you to be embodied and present as you... Continue Reading →
by Shannon I hear the hum through my ear plugs. I know it’s still early. The sky has not shed her final stars and the dawn chorus has yet to begin. As I press the wax deeper, I notice my... Continue Reading →
Bueno Ramro 