Camping at La Posa South, south of Quartzsite, Arizona, I walk daily, usually in the cool of the morning. Since I almost always walk alone, Clifford and I stay in touch with handheld radios, but other than that, I treasure the silence and hold thoughts regarding the importance of silence in making positive shifts, both in personal life and health as well as in relationship to the shifting energy of the earth.
After my walk, I often have coffee with my brother Rollie and his fiance Tata who are camped next to us. The day’s activities, in addition to journal writing and reading books of interest, I also spend time editing my daughter Ang’s books, as we are reviewing all of the first series, an epic fantasy that keeps me engaged.
Cousin Bill and his wife Sally come for a visit and we share meals, outings, and music. It is fun to have desert time with family.
One of the highlights of the day is getting together to play music.
Toward the end of the month, we are pleased to welcome clouds and a rainstorm. I have hopes that this moisture will bring blossoms to the desert.
Most days I prepare a photo to post on social media as the Higher Vibration for the day. Some of these will eventually end up in a blog, but for now they are a visual record of my day-by-day saunterings and a way to share the beauty I see in the world.
Clifford and I are camped in the desert at La Posa South, south of Quartzsite, Arizona, having arrived in late November. This was not our intended destination this year, but this is where we are. Sometimes life demands rerouting.
I start my 2021 journal with the quote from Thich Nhat Hanh “The greatest miracle of all is to be alive.” I find this to be a powerful affirmative statement as I recover from the stroke of several weeks ago and as I see people suffering from the illness, quarantines, and isolation brought on by covid19.
A daily walk in the desert is part of my recovery regimen and my favorite time to go out is at sunrise.
Due to the extreme heat of last summer and the lack of rainfall, the early flowers are not blooming as they have in past years, but I am finding a different kind of beauty in the old trees, some struggling to show signs of life…
some long-gone, creating unique desert sculptures.
I am always pleased to end the day with the sun setting behind nearby mesquite and saguaro, as I never tire of the many layers coming together as they do at sunset.