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A Place Where I Can Breathe

Update — September 2025

This page is a living archive of a call I made while listening for land.

I am now in a Bridge sanctuary in North Boulder. The Temple thread continues; the call to land is held with warmth, not urgency.

If you are quietly holding a space that feels aligned, you may still write through the Connect page.

✧ For a companion to this space, read A Scroll of the Bridge — a remembering for the thresholds we walk between.

✧ A Place Where I Can Breathe ✧

✧ I am seeking a quiet home in the Boulder / Front Range area —
a place where breath returns, morning light softens the day,
and I can live and create in rhythm with the Earth.

This is not only a housing search, but a remembering.
My work is scrolls, songs, and sessions — quiet presence that needs natural light and a steady room.
This is a sanctuary request: a place I can care for while it cares for me. ✧

✧ Exchange & Offering ✧

*Rather than entering a high-rent model,
I am seeking a simpler, more sustainable way.
Financial exchange is part of this,
and I am also open to weaving in
creative presence, scrolls, music,
or quiet support when welcomed.

At the heart of what I seek is alignment —
mutual respect, simplicity,
and a home that feels like blessing,
not burden.*

*If you are holding such a space —
or know of one waiting quietly —
I would be honored to connect.

May the right home and the right heart
recognize each other with ease.*

✨ Whisper:
This is not a request.
This is an invitation.
The home that remembers me
is already listening.

If this speaks to you, I would be honored to connect gently.

✧ A Place Where I Can Breathe ✧

a scroll for the space that remembers me before I arrive

I am not looking for more.
I am listening for home.

A quiet space.
One where the land breathes.
Where stillness is welcome.
Where the wind is not muffled by concrete.

I do not need big.
I do not need bright.
I need true.

A small cottage,
a room above the trees,
a converted studio beside the field —
something with a door I can close in reverence,
and open again in offering.

I come with my breath.
I come with my bowls.
I come with music that moves through silence
and scrolls that carry more love than noise.

I am not here to disturb.
I am here to remember
what the land already knows.

If you are the one who has been holding a space —
not knowing quite for whom —
this may be the answer
you didn’t know you asked.

Let’s find each other
gently.
Without rush.
Without push.

Just breath
and blessing
and the soft shape
of belonging.

If this speaks to you — or someone you know — I would be honored to connect.

✉ ahnarak@icloud.com
📞 720-725-6478
www.ahnaramusic.com

✧ Archival Note

This page is part of an earlier call for sanctuary.
The Temple now lives in a new season — the Bridge and the Nest.
You may continue by visiting ✧ The Temple Sanctuary.