Tahnee, as the spirit of all soul-seekers

I was too poor to breathe. Tahnee took her tax return and bought me a plane ticket to fly me to a pagan festival so we could meet for the first time.

Tahnee told a story on a lawn chair in the middle of the woods with drums in the background and a tiki torch lighting her face. I witnessed the shapes, distortions and creases of a woman deeply in love. I have never recovered.

Tahnee and I are different from each other, but sisters. If you are a soul-seeker of any degree, Tahnee's spirit envelops your's. You are connected to Tahnee. Bring words, music or random journal entries.

She believes in you.