A sunny day in Sacramento, California and I am sweating already. There is a slight breeze but, it is hot like a heater. I am feeling restless and so I grab my camera and I am off to meet the spirits that are calling me from the temple.
What is it like sensing another world all around me? Is it like voices in my brain or visions in my head? Is it shadows on the wall or misinterpretations?
No. It is like paying attention to the wind and the direction that it is blowing. It is like being focused on my dreams. It is about the natural parts of the world that can be appreciated by a spirit as well as a soul like mine. It is