Being transparent has always been my walk. Not always a good place to stand. Not everybody wants to tune into where reality currently hangs its hat. Growing up my parents were always extremely honest. When times were bad Dad let us know about it. When times were good we were eating at the nearest family restaurant. The Lyrics from Billy's Forest is nothing more than the words that move through me while sitting inside these trees in South Charlotte,NC. We've been together for twenty eight years. The transparency of this story is based on the whereabouts of how this Coronavirus is going to play out. Economically how will it hit all nations? There's no room for big talk and or fantasy visions. It's time to buckle down and prepare for what could be a division. On this podcast I honestly speak of my hidden fears about this forest. Because I can't predict the full impact of this moment in human history the heart can't help but find wonder if the trees and I are on the edge of a new beginning? I come here to breathe. To listen. To study. To participate with. Will those that follow me love this lay of land or dot on the map as much as a poet that found something to write about for nearly three decades? I come to the forest to let go. To which I ask you where yours is located. Is there a place in your yard or home that rejuvenates your mind body and soul? Where do you grow newly designed empowered shoes to get through the crumbles of a world we once knew? Where are you locating air? Maybe its time you let people know where it is. So much of you is left in that place over and over. Your energy never disappears. Only the days on the calendar.