Maybe I’ll be back out on the road again soon. On the road again. The open road. Desert nights reaching out in front of me. Star filled skies while crickets sing. Red dust entering each crack in my skin, becoming a part of me. Rock beneath my bare feet and a horizon endless in every direction. Mountains that rise out of the landscape to meet the sunrise. Each new day the same sun on the same mountains. At least they will all still be here, even when I am long gone. My mountains and rivers, the sun will remain. Not moving, not changing. The desert, the high desert is adapted for extremes. That is where we thrive. In the extreme. In the balance between what is seemingly unbelievable. In the high winds, heat, blizzards, drought our skin grows thicker and more resilient, our bodies adapt to what we are provided. To what we have been gifted with, in the new day. It's not easy and no it's not simple, not comfortable but that's where I thrive. On the edge of extremes. Carefully balanced on a precipice, the place between danger and compliance. Thrill and boredom. The waves lapping at the shores and the ridgelines that carve the clouds. Balanced between what once was and what is soon to be.
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wake up early, watch the sunrise. take care of your body. love unconditionally. be kind. always. bring light, and joy, and energy. forgive. claim your spot on this earth. stand strong and be loud. fight, endlessly - for what you love. love hard. never forget. never forget why you are alive. leave your mark. watch the sunset, welcome the stars. dance under the light of the moon and never forget to live. celebrate. Today, the sunshine sparkled in the snow and my nose froze.
I saw the most beautiful woodpecker and wanted to ski forever. A solo adventure always feeds my soul. “The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.” -Terry Tempest Williams When Women Were Birds |
AUTHOR: MiaCategories
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"Live in the sunshine,
swim in the sea, drink the wild air." -Ralph Waldo Emerson |