Sun May 13, 2018 @ 18:23

I have arrived in Wrightwood CA. An interesting little town. Its businesses strung out along the highway. A day of mixed emotions ending with concernation, unless things change. I find myself increasingly unable to access the dream world or meditative states as the land becomes dominated by trees rather than sand. I feel robbed of the environment that was so conducive to bubbling up insights to my psyche. The woods are but a poor, empty shadow compared to the power of the desert. I pray dearly that my real journey has not lost a powerful facilitator...or that its over all together.

The teachings are but a raft. A raft is a burden when one is done crossing the water