Welcome to the Rockies**

Beginning of month in Colorado..

I have to say, this travel bug doesn't seem to ever go away.  The last day of my trip to El Salvador.. was with a friend bathing in the Pacific with its healing water and magic black volcanic sand and met a gentleman who lived up in the mountains... has this farm, grows everything his family needs; his spirit was almost illuminating his physical body and we got to talking about the planets, the universe, and our very existence.  I walked away in awe and under the instruction to continue my reading to a very simple yet powerful book by Richard Bach- Jonathan Livingston Seagull.

I just finished the book.  Am taking flight, with the will and knowledge that everything will not only be ok, but amazing, that I am only at the beginning of my life's novel, and this feeling in itself is exciting. So begins another chapter.


Flew to CO late one Monday night, left the concrete jungle and woke to this:

The cabin is tucked away in the canyons, I can hear the river rushing over the rocks 24/7...the air is cleaner, the water actually tastes good, and yes there are stars.  Thank God.

But the weather is crazy..

Day 2

 Snow day in early September, this place is another one Mother Nature's masterpieces- and she is exciting.