Bumbling Along Blissfully

The Desert Blooms

The Desert Blooms

NE OF THE NAVAJO NATION, NM — #Intimate #VanDwelling

June 16, 2015 7:25 PM

Last night was only the second time that I’ve paid for a place to camp since I’ve lived in Serenity, but lakeside camping for only eight bucks? I’m not complaining.

In the morning, I filled my water cans, took a long hot shower, and drove off to find some breakfast and coffee. At Milan, I looked over the maps and possible routes and I heard Her whisper, “North.”  … Read more…

The Signs Point East

On The Water's Edge

On The Water’s Edge

BLUEWATER SP, NM — #BATGAP #MiracleLog #VanDwelling

June 15, 2015 5:51 PM

I broke camp this morning and—unusual for me—hopped onto the interstate. I try to avoid interstates—they tend to be boring and dull—but there aren’t many other roads from Flagstaff to Santa Fe, at least without going way out of your way.

In the BATGAP interview, I was asked by a viewer whether one could remain dissolved in Her 24/7. I responded that I certainly couldn’t but that I’d love to hear about anyone who could. Rick then pointed over his shoulder at a photo of Amma and he said she does, and synchronistically she was going to be in Santa Fe in a month. He suggested I stop by and “get a hug.”

The “coincidence” that she was mentioned in the interview, her photo was sitting there looking over his shoulder the entire time, and that she just happened to be touring nearby around the time I was planning on heading up that way toward Colorado, seemed like too much of a sign to ignore.

I can take a hint.

And I like hugs.

More On Suffering Less

Camp Cleansed

Camp Cleansed

FLAGSTAFF, AZ — #FourthWall #Soul #Technique #VanDwelling

June 13, 2015 12:30 PM

I tossed the plastics into a trash bag and built a bonfire from the remaining wood out of the garbage some anonymous camper had left behind. The night was dark and cool and the flames grew to a height of over six feet.

Ah, if it were only so easy to burn away self-centered thoughts. … Read more…

Snow and Heaters and Carbon Monoxide Dreaming

The Forest Snow

The Forest Snow

APACHE NF, AZ — #Death #FourthWall #LivingIt #Soul #VanDwelling

May 16, 2015 9:53 AM

I awoke to a few inches of snow on the ground this morning, enough to make a nice, white blanket. Yesterday was a mix of rain and snow, so I stayed inside the van the whole time, grateful for the hightop and the space it provides to move around in.

Running the heater most of yesterday reminded me of something: How my spiritual practice saved my life about six months ago.Read more…

The I LOVE Practice

The Easily Overlooked

The Easily Overlooked

MONICA SPRING, NM — #Technique #Radiance #Remember #VanDwelling

April 26, 2015 10:50 AM

The owls call to each other as the sun rises. The wind picks up and the sound, like a truck rumbling on a dirt road, causes me to look out the window expectantly for a ranger. But no, it is just the wind.

Far from civilization, I’ve not seen another soul for two days and the grip of human interaction eases as the connection with Nature—with God Herself—becomes more intimate and spontaneous. … Read more…

A Serendipitous And Auspicious Day

I Know You're Out There Somewhere

I Know You’re Out There Somewhere

MONICA SPRING, NM — #VanDwelling #Encounters #MiracleLog #BATGAP

April 24, 2015 2:50 PM

As I was preparing to leave camp yesterday to do some laundry in Eagar, AZ, I saw a post by my buddy Glenn Morrissette who was camped in Alpine, AZThinking he had left the region to prepare for his music gig, I was surprised to find him camped so nearby. As it so happened, he was breaking camp that morning and Eagar was right on his route, so we met up for lunch in town. Glenn then told me that Boonie was camped outside Alpine—an area I wanted to explore anyway—so we parted ways and I headed to Boonie’s spot for the night.Read more…

Communing With My Muse

Seen From My Easy Chair

Seen From My Easy Chair

GILA NF, NM — #Writing #VanDwelling

April 22, 2015 1:32 PM

I’ve found a nice camp nestled within some ponderosa pines, but I’m not going to stay here long. It’s within 50 yards of a paved road leading to a popular lake… which translates to more traffic and less privacy than I prefer.

I’ve not re-started the book yet simply because I want to commune more deeply with my Muse. Where I was going wrong before, was that I was writing too much from my head and not enough from within—not enough with Her. Every artist knows that their best work comes from their Muse, so this time spent together should be beneficial.

Which brings me to an idea I’ve been kicking around for over a year now: of starting a mobile artist colony. For whatever reason, I’m not as drawn to “creating in solitude” as I once was, and it would be nice to be surrounded by other creatives—other artists (and artist wannabes) who wish to awaken and nurture their Muse within.

We’ll see. Maybe I’m just procrastinating.

Out of Limbo

Roy, NM

Roy, NM

ALBUQUERQUE, NM — #VanDwelling #MiracleLog

April 19, 2015 3:12 PM

I awoke at dawn at a roadside rest stop in eastern New Mexico—still on the edge of Limbo—with a mind flooded with new insights. Overwhelmed, I dictated what I could into my voice recorder, shot a quick email off to Michelle on seeing herself as a cartoon character (to distance herself from her personal self ala the Hortons) and got the hell out of there.

I don’t know if it’s the area—the Limbo-like quality of the Great Plains—or just the cycle of insights that I seem to get flooded with about once a month, but I wasn’t taking any chances, I wanted them to stop, so I drove and I drove and I drove.Read more…