all I could ask for and more

after almost a year I find the time and the inspiration to write. many months I spent in the virtual world of WoW and now I am taking a break and all of a sudden there are other things online I find myself interested in.
Reading Inkheart, or Tintenherz, as the German original is called I am reminded of the ease with which our words create worlds. How much simpler it is to enter these worlds than it is to extricate ourselves from them.
But here we are, millions of people connected through the immediate communication of the internet with the unfathomable ability to create something entirely new and what are we going to create?
Can we create a world that has room for all of us? For all of us people, all of us animals, all of us plants?
Besides finding new ways to talk with people I have discovered new ways to talk with plants; and listen to them.
Many months now I find myself guided to learn of the plants and people of the Amazon rainforest. One of the most fertile areas of the world and a place upon which we all depend for oxygen and medicine. And now the door opens for me to go and visit. To see first hand what life is like there. To smell and hear and taste this treasure.
What will I do with the knowledge I find? What have I been doing with all the bits and pieces I have collected and the complex images I have created in my mind and heart?
Some bits flow easily from my mouth when I spend time with the kids in my care. Other bits are harder to assemble into something I can share.
I have learned from my own body such wisdom and peace. She knows all these things. So many experiences are stored in my muscles, nerves, heart, ... that my conscious mind has been unaware of. When I sit quietly I can listen. I hear a kind voice grounded deeply in love and connection with all that is guiding me. The more I listen and follow the sometimes obscure and irrational guidance, the more I find myself in beautiful places, in deep conversations with people I love. The more peace I feel.
I have followed you here and I will follow you again. To the ends of the earth. To my home below the soil of Portland, where I am protected and connected. To new worlds and experiences beyond my wildest dreams.
Thanks you. This is all I could ask for.