Living Large in a Mini Van
Morning rises over Picket Post, and Pippa and I bask in the growing sunshine entering through the open side door. Direct morning sunshine applied liberally to the face upon waking does a world of good. There is something psychologically powerful about rising with the sun. That’s a lot of energy, rising into the sky! I … Continue reading Day 10: Weathering Weather
Welcome to “A Month in a Minivan” - the 2019 edition. I did this last year, and as a writer, it was super satisfying to have a daily practice. Although I thrive in this mostly non-stuctured life, I sometimes crave something measurable to work toward and having a commitment to write each day for a … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan 2019: Day One
If you’ve been following my Sedona “mini-series” you know I worked on “letting Sedona come to me” rather than curating the experience; letting go of expectations for that Sedona energy thing. I need to finish my story now. Because, although it took a bit of time, Sedona did arrive. For three days I stayed in … Continue reading This Vantastic Life: The Accidental Vortex
I almost stayed in a hotel tonight. All day long I toyed with the idea, like a hungry cat first toys with a death-row mouse. There is a certain adrenaline that comes with the hunt; a rush that accompanies chasing something down and eventually eating it. The seed was planted early in the day, … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 25
Today’s little journey is brought to you by the magic of “curiousity”. So, with Curiousity steering my ship, I managed to drift exactly 20 miles from last night’s port! Ha! If youre going to be curious, do not be in a hurry. Do be ready to ask questions, and follow your wandering wonderings. It was … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 24
Well, I floated out of Alamo Lake on a river of tears, but not before I blubbered all over my two walking-friends, and sniffled with the ladies at the Wayside. I’m sure they all think the Canadian is a little sideways. Well, I am a little sideways. My variety of sideways includes crying when I’m … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 23
If you’re looking for Love, you find signs of it pretty much everywhere. It probably doesn’t hurt if it happens to be February 14th either. Last night, pulling into the BLM area south of Havesu for the night, it was pretty dark, and I had the regular flutter of anxiety about my chosen parking spot. … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 14
Change is in the air. The maps are out. I’m making lists. It’s almost time to get back on the road. It’s not going to be easy to leave Quartzsite. I’ve been here since Christmas Eve. I’ve made memories, and more importantly, friends. I’ve drank from the communal cup at the RTR, the WRTR, and here … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 10