West... Arising ever so happily over the horizon. The mountains gradually grow as my heart expands from my breath.
The Sun Shines upon my weathered face. The land speaks to me in a strange but thoughtful tongue. As my mind unwinds so does the concept of time. I am the bohemian again and smile, singing a new song.
My spirit is calling out for strength and guidance. The ancient Indians sought me out and showed me the path to simplicity and contentment. The water of life surrounded me last night.The ancient Realm of the spirit world took a meeting last night.The peace pipe was passed as the lighting came from all directions and zap! For an eternity the storm met directly over the top of me. The lights all sat down for a ceremonial meeting of the Chiefs. They were all present... They allowed me to sit on on their meeting and blessed the weary traveler.
At least I have fresh coffee this morning...
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