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Opening the blinds of the hotel room in Flagstaff, AZ revealed a beautifully sunny but cold morning for the drive to Santa Fe. After packing the overnight stuff back in the car I checked the engine fluids…oil was OK, coolant need topping up, which was duly done. One quick return to the room, wash hands and return to the car…..to find something leaking from the engine…had to be the coolant. First stop of the day was the auto parts store for something to seal the leak. That done with the help of a salesman, a prayer of “oh please keep us both safe and in working order” and we headed for Hwy 40 to Albuquerque and then Hwy 25 to Santa Fe.

As the miles unfolded the scenery changed from forest covered mountains to bare hills, desert flatlands and then New Mexico’s moon-like landscape.

For anyone who has traveled the highways and byways of this country in any direction can’t help but notice that far too many towns and cities have lost their personality or signature….driving through main streets, neighborhoods, shopping areas, business centers they all start to look the same…..the same or similar planning, stores, name brands, big boxes, restaurants…..some “old downtowns”, especially those relying on the status of tourist or art destination are small, quaint, individual but not that many. After miles of roads, farmlands, prairies, grain elevators and tiny, almost forgotten towns in the middle of CO, KS, NE, UT, NV, they all look the same which I find to be quite sad for travelers and residents alike.

On my first visit to Santa Fe I arrived from the East in late 2006, from Washington D.C. area. This time arrival was from the West. The first visit of living and working there lasted about 14 months; this one would be four nights or so. Northern New Mexico around Santa Fe and Taos are gems of beauty and interest. I love the mix of Native American, Adobe and Spanish architecture, culture and food. It is in everything and you know you are in another world experience. This area is old. The Taos Pueblo is the oldest continually inhabited community in the country, possibly a thousand years or more; first Spanish missions date back to around 1613, and then White/European settlers came after that. History has dictated these three cultures to be at odds with each other and there are still separations unfortunately. Invasion, retaliation, genocide, conversion, intolerance, tolerance, acceptance, and honoring have played and shaped the people, art, food, dress and tourist economy.

My visit was to reconnect and spend time with friends, to meet others I had heard of through mutual friends and finally put faces and voices together, share stories and learn, visits to several very special galleries, meet artist and art in presence, experience my more expanded Self in a former familiar setting, and be grateful and blessed by all.

This land is the high desert. It is dry, rocky, eerie at times, UFO visited mesas, burial grounds of ancient wanders and warriors. Hot in summer, cold winters. And this land is and has been corrupted by the worst that science can dream up and test. In the hidden labs and dugout mountain range of Los Alomos, only 25+ miles from Santa Fe, science boasts of imagining, building and dropping the Atom Bomb, of secret (to this day) genetic cloning research, of alien exploration and even possibly creation, of barbaric mind control and manipulations (like the Philadelphia Experience) and the development of germ warfare for eventual population control. In Southern New Mexico underground testing of warheads and nuclear bombs have been commonplace, as well as the dumping of such waste!

Why this ancient land has felt so much and still speaks of power, beauty and forgiveness astounds me, yet it does! The land always spoke to me in so many ways… I used to love walking the canyons and arroyos of rocks, red dust and sage brush. Sometimes ancient messengers were all around me, guiding, revealing and sharing wisdoms.  One day I was standing on the edge of a large and long dry arroyo (gully). The peace disturbed only the whisper of wind,  “what do you have to tell me today?” run through my mind…

A voice, yet not a voice, a feeling presence enveloped me,

When consciousness shifts the waters will flow!”

And as these words formed within, an energetic picture was revealed.

Clear waters flowing deep under the burnt ground of the arroyo, pushing up and out through tiny cracks.

It was not just about where I was standing. This was a message about US as Humanity. You see, the Element of Water is associated with Consciousness and Emotions…the very beginning fabric of life and manifestation.  When We, individually and collectively change and grow life all around us does the same. This message was received in 2007.  Now as 2011 waits for the door to open, to reveal in time just how far our Consciousness and Awakening have come!

The road trip out of Santa Fe to Kansas City started in anticipation of another snow storm….stuck on a remote highway in swirling snow storms, fridge temperatures and endless miles ahead is not something I wanted to test and so this timing departure blessed me with beautiful clear blue skies, high 40s and smooth sailing for the 750+ miles across the central plains.  Pretty much I was following the routes known as Hwy 66 (and as the old song goes “getting your kicks on Hwy 66”….and the pioneering Santa Fe Trail ending in Boonville, Missouri.

A mid point on this route is the real Dodge City, KS, the cowboy whistlestop so many of us remember from the early days of television and kids westerns like Hopalong Cassidy, Wyatt Earp and Gunsmoke. There is a small area on the east end of Dodge City with familiar facades of the original saloon, general store, bank, church, and the jail, along with souvenir shops, art and clothes.

Eventually the endless miles did end at the home of my son Jerame and his fiancé, Kate. Since arriving the days have been filled with celebrations of Christmas, Birthdays, coming New Year and doing energy and sound healing sessions with the families, of retracing, shifting and dissolving threads of past lineage and experience memories to clear the way for entry into our new times. More below…….

A month ago today I was standing on the cliff edge at Big Sur, CA and received the profound message to retrace the steps of the past and return to Florida from the birth of my grandson. I am at the mid-point so to speak, both in time and in location. Although not the exact geographical center of the country, it is the mid-point “big city” east/west and north/south. One city for two states, Missouri and Kansas! As Jerame has lived here for quite a few years, both before and after graduating UMKC, visits have been normal. I hadn’t paid attention to its significance in repeating pattern until now.

My first visit to KC was in 1987 for computer training with TWA. Back then I designed and often led specialty tours to Orient, South Pacific and all of Central America.  In 1996 we moved to Marshall, MO (83 miles east of KC). My husband, Tim, took a position as Minister for a congregation in the town. Jerame’s years at UMKC and buying a home continue to draw me back to this midpoint. None of this I ever anticipated, way back when!

Coming Full Circle – The clues appearing in people’s lives!

Yesterday I received an unexpected call from Lori after many months of no contact. This is not really so unusual either, it has been the pattern for us both since I departed Florida in 2004. Lori was one of my Reiki students back then. About Jerame’s age, we have always been friends especially since our profound shared experience of finding a dead man one night. (Part 1 of “A Trip for Chocolate”)

During her call she talked about how her life is coming full circle and now realizes the importance of all the previous years of work and contradictions between the real everyday life and the striving to be an enlightened spiritual being desiring, desperately sometimes, to not be here. I am sure many of you can identify with these feelings.

Lori’s calls in the past have always come as affirmations of what was happening or what I happened to be writing about on that particular day. Yesterday was no different. My first question to her, asked with joy and laughter attached was “what message do you have today?” As she spoke of her life, relationships and work the theme became apparent coming full circle, retracing steps and bringing her/the world into balance. I started to note some of her phrases; they were perfect descriptions of the realizations:

Balance of the world is so important

Not interested in collecting things but rather having experiences

Bring back enlightenment (leaving superficial rhetoric behind)

Rekindle remembrance fires

Not want to be stagnant

Spiritual and physical balance

To be in the NOW

We talked about being stagnant verses continuing to take tiny, small, ever growing steps. My remark of feeling stagnant, uncreative, even loss of purpose brought a great burst of laughter to the surface;

“If you look in Webster’s under Stagnant, nothing about you will be in the description…..stagnant is to Settle for exactly the same as always has been…same town, house, job, interests, stuff, patterns…NEVER changing anything……You only Settle for a moment in time and experience that!

Lori was right about it all. Her revised views of all the past circling to meet her evolved self, what stagnation is and is not, what is important to her to bring joy, peace, beauty and romance back and it all begins, ends and is realized FROM WITHIN.

As with al l my stories and ramblings, they are to perhaps help the reader to review their own lives, why they have been drawn to it, is it relative to something in the NOW in their life! We are preparing for another completely new year, unlike any other in history.

I leave you with a profound verse to herald in 2011 and the purest expression of Coming Full Circle as the line is crossed to begin the Paradigm of 26,000 years of LIGHT.

Without the Dark one cannot see the power of the Light

Without Violence one cannot know Peace is the answer

Without Hate one cannot know Compassion

Without Adversity one cannot learn Respect

Without Power one cannot understand Surrender

Without Greed one cannot learn Generosity

Without Possessions one learns Freedom

Without Light there is no Love

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