Six months ago I made the difficult decision to move to New Mexico to be with Cass and for a new beginning. After selling The Local I wanted to fly like a bird who was caged for twelve years, and if you have been following my blog for any amount of time, it may appear that I have done my share of running. I have indeed been enjoying and exercising my freedom, but I have also been really learning about the strength that comes from choosing to stay in one place. Maybe there was some divine intervention. I have lost both of my major means of transportation, my motorcycle and my truck in the past four months.
Now I am being faced with even more changes. Cass is leaving in ten days, and in a month I am going to move out of the house, and I have no idea where I will be living after that. This would be an easy time to exit stage left, but Taos has been providing so much growth and healing that I am planning on staying here. I have been training on the Rio Grande as a river guide which has been a blast. In the past few weeks I’ve gone down about eleven times and had a great time reconnecting with the river. Back in 1992 I took a white water rafting class in Eugene where I rafted rivers all over Oregon. There is something about spending a lot of time on the river that helps connect with the natural flow in every aspect of my life. I have also been attending Lakota sweat lodges for the past few months which has deepened my spirituality and given me an even deeper connection with the land.
The next month is going to be a major transition, but I am looking forward to sharing insights as they present themselves. Perhaps I will be sharing more idle thoughts and less epic adventures.
