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Tyler Herron

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First comes a pinch of canyon granite, dash of ocean sand, and a dollop of sap. Then a hint of foliage, a handful of ferns, and a reason to laugh.
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Together it is ground by mortar and pestle, then diluted with waterfall mist. From this concoction comes pigment for an aquarelle painting where our existence is the canvas.
-Tyler J by @_blueherron

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Decorated with sap sealed scars and woven in pedals of rose; he is bound by breath to ancient pines along the riverbeds flow.
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His callused grip, no longer weighted by sword, contains light which cannot be dimmed nor torn.
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While warm blood and beauty steadily pour between, the quartz and jasper canyons of his warrior spirit seams; he stands timeless yet temporary.
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His design; mirrored in eutierria, is archaic as it is novel, a divine creation, lost and found in marvel.
-Tyler J. by @_blueherron

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In a way our words are like spells. What we say and believe cast the building blocks of our realities. So my unsolicited advice to both you and I….Take care of your thoughts when you’re alone, and your remarks around others.
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With love,
-Tyler by @_blueherron

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Full of momentous adventures and internal expansion, this year felt like a long spring sunrise; an experience meant to be felt, not examined.
-Tyler J. taken in Pacific Northwest by @_blueherron

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Ethereal stars sit delicately woven in our skin. Verdant ferns and lofty pine trees comprise our earthly limbs. As beings of this land we get to experience and love ten times over and again. So perhaps our collective goal should be to illuminate our gleam from within; to enhance the bright yet tender glow of our kin. After all, the only thing we leave in our wake is how we love and who we have been.
-Tyler J. by @_blueherron

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I could describe my thoughts along the cliff ledge, the emotions entangled with finding the limits - the edge.
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I could convey the thousands of sensations that free fall allows me to feel. I could talk about what it’s like to dive into crystal clear rivers and mountainous lakes so teal.
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But what good would that do?
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When I can instead show you the me in that very moment, the I am that is real.
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In those precious seconds of wind to water I am free. A quiet washes over the noisy world with its pendulums and chatter. I am aligned with joy, curiosity, passion and love, the things that matter.
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In those mere blips of time I am not my own nor anyone else’s perception of me. I am that moment, that experience. The purest thing I can be.
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Whether I am rushing through the air or powerfully displacing water my essence doesn’t change, my light doesn’t falter.
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Whether I ripped the entry and landed with grace or spent some time below the surface grimacing in pain, my adventurous spirit so daringly remains.
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So what is it that keeps me coming back, that keeps me sending dives?
Perhaps the luxury of authentically being me and knowing what it means to truly be alive.
-Tyler J. by @_blueherron

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From your changing seasons, to your yin and yang reasons I’ll love you always and never commit treason. I’ll play and bathe in your gorgeous rivers and touch your towering trees that sometimes give me slivers. I’ll bury my feet in your ocean’s sands, and I’ll climb mountains to admire the views of your lands. I’ll breath your fresh forest air and take care of your creatures with the utmost care. I know that someday Ill take my place in your cycle of life. Until then, I’ll continue living my truth and finding your magic on long woodland drives.
-Tyler J. by @_blueherron

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