It was the beginning of Spring of 2019, we had just arrived for a week of buddhist meditation, with the kind of snow that’s end-of-season-so-faint that you know it won’t last the day but just-heavy-enough-to-land. 

We stood ever so still in that forest, listening to the sound of snow and stream. 

I took out my phone out of my pocket to film 60 secs.