The past few months have been quite challenging for me here at LUNA. With new staff, new programs, new office...basically a new company was taking hold of my dreams and growing faster than I'd expected. With so many people last year coming through my little tent in the woods, I've been feeling like I've almost given up all my personal privacy. I really must heed my own advise, being much more careful what I wish for.

When I started LUNA three years ago, I was hoping people would come to listen, come to learn, come to understand and come to heal. Come they have, by the hundreds they've arrived and it seems that when they leave, a small part of the property, or a small part of myself goes with them. It's almost like a transference of energy per say. Shed all the negative and take home the positive.

As of lately, I've tried to find old ways of connecting myself to the environment again, unwinding after 37 children have run through these forests is extremely important for me. I've turned once again to barefoot hiking. Just before sunset, I slip off my shoes and almost instantly the cool clay beneath my toes has balanced me again. My pace has slowed. Walking through the hawthorn grove, I stopped at the site where I used to camp when I was thirteen. Pausing beside the moss covered stones of my fire circle I thought back to the nights I sat afraid in my tent. There, beneath the old maple I looked up into her canopy and remembered what it was like to feel safe in her branches. I sat barefoot in that old tree for almost an hour that night, watching as two deer in the valley tried to figure what I was doing in a tree. I thought to myself, "if anyone could see me now, 36 and barefoot in a tree, they may just think I've flipped my lid".

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