The trip was filled with ghosts and they or the land, or both, gripped my soul on this sunny New Mexico day when Kim and I journeyed back in time and experienced the conceived utopia of another era and a sense of the lives lived within it, in old houses and on ancient land.
Magic
I am starting to believe again. I am opening to the goodness in the world. Is it possible that I am beginning to trust? Beginning to learn how to receive?
Hiking Close to Home
And then, standing in that crisp desert air, the sound of a hawk sliced the sky. We looked up to see the redtail circling majestically above us…
Wishing You a Simple Christmas Wrapped in Peace
A friend and I went to Taos the other night to take in The Lighting of Ledoux. Ledoux Street is one of the older areas of Taos, dotted with museums, galleries and artist’s studios, all open for the event.