Journey

Day Ten: Today, I went on a journey to my sacred place. It was not a long journey, just a short walk down a spiraling dirt path which magically emerged onto the patio of the house I grew up in. It was a warm day and I had just mowed the lawn. Before entering this sacred place, I was asked to think of an intention. My intention was to rediscover my creativity (this was also one of the options given by the meditation guide). In my sacred place, I found a basket (Longaberger, of course, picnic style) next to one of the round planter boxes. And what was my gift? A six pack of beer and a magazine. Seriously, subconscious? I guess I'm supposed to collage while drunk - then I will rediscover my creativity.

Day Nine: I will admit - I did not meditate yesterday. I do not feel bad, because in my own special way, I did. J and I decided to go on a hike. It was past 1:00pm on a January day, but that did not deter us, only motivated us. We ended up inviting my step-brother, for whom it was his first hike ever. A simple route was picked - about six miles round trip, pretty steep, up to two lakes with views of the San Juans. We got to the top when the sun was just beginning its descent and ate some carrots. This was kind of like meditation not for my mind, but for my body. And soul.