sometimes our breath gets taken away by mother nature. here mountain meets water in a dance of surrender.

this church made out of ice is - 8°C but spirit warmed our hearts and bodies to the temperature of love.

a soul emerges into a body, life starts to grow. in 5 months the soul will be born into this world.
will we ever be this close to spirit again.

an altar a portal into the self which can alter our way of being inside of ourselves. a messenger of the soul.

we can ride on her wings and let the wind fill our sails as we surrender just a little bit more.

as we journey down into the womb of the earth the hand of spirit is grand.

a little glimpse into our magical journey to the forgotten landscapes of vietnam and the naked experience of cambodia. we began in the middle of the busy life of the people in hanoi trying to adjust to their way of living click here to see more photos