Gabriela / A River Story

After I leave the waters with the women, I race home and edit while the ends of my hair are still dripping. The stories are begging to be birthed.

It's beautiful and exhilarating. I truly dive in and don't come up for air until the voice that decides when things are done, whispers in my ear.

But with Gaby, it has been totally different.

With her story, the message I hear isn't one of urgency; it's, "Slow down. Listen. Really listen. Give it time."

This isn't her complete story. Not even close. Like the tides, her images will arrive in waves, and I've totally embraced and surrendered to the process.

Tonight, these are the images that asked to be released (even a few that have already been shared). And so, I listen.