In 2019 i was drawn to spend much of the Summer and Fall in “bikeabout” --
attuning with the land and my soul by taking long bicycle treks, weaving between communities, learning and leading song.
This particular bikeabout I was calling the “womb room bikeabout” -- I was turning 40 that summer
and holding sacred questions about how I am to Mother in this lifetime.
On the first day of the bikeabout heading out from east central Illinois toward St. Louis, MO,
this song friend came without effort while pedaling.

In the weeks prior, I  had scrawled in my journal the words, “You don’t have to know the way, the way knows the way” --
attributed as an anonymous quote, as shared in the book It’s Not Your Money by Tosha Silver.  Gliding on country roads,
this wisdom remembered itself into melody and the rest of the words followed. 
The Song arrived intact.  Gift. 

I shared it a few days later for the first time at a Village Fire Singing gathering in Iowa with the teenagers
during our overnight expedition evening fire circle, and then we all sang it back for the whole community upon our return. 
It caught like wildfire -- it was striking a chord in our collective. Songs tell the time on the clock of the world. 

In hindsight, I see that the song seeded itself in me at that critical moment.   Up til then, I’d been living a pretty hyper-local
experiment: no planes,  just earthspeed in the heartland.  Something shifted that year ~ I said yes to invitations to co-lead at Omega Institute on the east coast and Esalen on the west coast, where I shared this song with people from around the globe. 
I think the song knew it had some ground to cover to travel internationally pre-pandemic, to get into position so it could help to anchor us through the tremendous unraveling and decomposing as we are guided deeper into the Unknown.   
I’ve heard from people all around the world who have welcomed it as a dear companion prayer mantra amidst the job losses, racial upheaval, relational breakdowns, health woes, and paradigm shifts we are surviving. 
Asking us down from mental energy into heart intelligence, we re-center in the vast field of benevolent guidance
that speaks to us through our bodies, through Spirit, and through the natural world.  The Way Knows.

I’d gotten pretty used to the slow almost dirge-like way it got sung during COVID as our lives and expectations
got zapped in the great cosmic blender of wtf is happening. But during recording, Linder found a marimba rif with uptempo zeal,
and when Louie brought the flute ----- whoa dang, the song about-faced
and instead of “ok we can survive the apocalypse” now it feels more island vacay like
“bb...... it will be more beautiful than u could ever imagine”