I would be lying if my original intention to fly across the world was to find God; it wasn’t. I longed for something novel, so I could keep my promise to my ego to never remain stagnant or become boring. I suppose the Universe had
I would be lying if my original intention to fly across the world was to find God; it wasn’t. I longed for something novel, so I could keep my promise to my ego to never remain stagnant or become boring. I suppose the Universe had
I would be lying if my original intention to fly across the world was to find God; it wasn’t. I longed for something novel, so I could keep my promise to my ego to never remain stagnant or become boring. I suppose the Universe had
I would be lying if my original intention to fly across the world was to find God; it wasn’t. I longed for something novel, so I could keep my promise to my ego to never remain stagnant or become boring. I suppose the Universe had
I would be lying if my original intention to fly across the world was to find God; it wasn’t. I longed for something novel, so I could keep my promise to my ego to never remain stagnant or become boring. I suppose the Universe had
I would be lying if my original intention to fly across the world was to find God; it wasn’t. I longed for something novel, so I could keep my promise to my ego to never remain stagnant or become boring. I suppose the Universe had
Filmmaker, Maggie Lamere, transports us to Palestine during harvest season where families and olive trees become an inspiration in sustainable farming.
