Description
This herstory is about root strength and bonds that transcend time and space. On the surface, life is a series of banality. The tangible and the visible are within the confines of the accepted norm; whether mainstream or alternative. Lifeās expected banalities fall within these psycho-spiritual platitudes. Like the branches of a tree is expected to grow toward the sun. A tree is expected to bloom and give fruit; it is expected to nourish, to cleanse the air, it is expected to provide us shelter and give of itself in a multitude of self-sacrificing ways within the confines of its soil.
