Living Large in a Mini Van
On almost every hill in this County stands a testament to the big work done by early settlers, to avoid starvation I imagine. I stop regularly to admire these silent, stately giants. Many are preserved, but many return to the earth with the homesteads they were paired with. After a morning barn-admiring, I spent time … Continue reading Day 5: Letting Food Speak for Itself
Because Sedona is commonly referred to as a very special and unique place, I’m tempted to grow all kinds of expectations around being here. Hopes for what I might see, feel and experience. Being a spiritually curious person, I might even be tempted to hope for a life-changing revelation or an out-of-body experience. Maybe I’m … Continue reading This Vantastic Life: My Sedona
The writer, Anais Nin wrote, “I write to live life twice.” I imagine she meant she had the pleasure of experiencing all the good stuff twice - once in real-time and again through writing and remembering. This may be quite true, but I love this quote for my own quirky and slightly ironic reasons. Writing … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Final Installment
I woke up this morning feeling like I had an actual hangover. Is that a thing? A phantom hangover from merely fighting the idea of a drink? Given my mental fogginess, I gave myself permission to process less today. Today, I didn’t need to understand anything in particular. I declared it “sensory day” - just … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 26
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
Anxiety is whipping around me like a strong Arizona wind, of which I now have first-hand knowledge. Instead of running away, I try to lean into it. As if it were a gentle breeze, and I a bird who could float on top of it, without being swept away into the up-current. It’s a strange … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 22
Quartzsite will always be my first “desert love” because of the RTR and the WRTR, but I have to tell you all - if you draw a 100-mile circle around that quirky little town, there is a whole world to discover in this part of Arizona - all vastly different from Quartzsite, and uniquely beautiful. … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 21
My Trip into the Rabbit Hole. The day began ordinarily enough, with a sunrise walk with Pippa. We both notice the new burro poop-piles around camp; Pippa does lots of sniffing but I’m content to just look. Although Pippa and I are becoming terribly alike in many ways (my friend now refers to either of … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 17
Today I hung my wet clothes on a bush. It’s the first time I’ve ever done that. Not a big deal, I know, but it seems to represent a change that has happened since moving into my van. (Hm, that’s interesting, I just chose to say “moving into” instead of “travelling in”... something else has … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 15
Lucky 13 🙂 Balance Restored. I woke up rested and peaceful, back at a long term visitor area but not in the circle. Just the nearest one to Quartzsite, so I could easily get on the road this morning. This morning Pip and I woke, walked, gassed up the van, poured a “double-the-caffeine” cup of … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 13