Monday, February 22, 2010

Don't remember the name of this Eugene City RV Park, but it was pretty great.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

From Yuma To Carlsbad Beach to Chico

The by myself adventure through the Southwest was over before it really began. I made some lovely connections and did some very deep spiritual and emotional work, but it became increasingly clear that being out on the road by myself was ill advised. I headed back to San Diego stopping with friends there again for a few nights and then up to Carlsbad beach where I parked for 3 nights.

From there I went to Lake Skinner for 1 night and then North where I spent a night in Fresno and then arrived in Chico/Paradise for about a week. Then I headed North again. Got as far as Yreka, spent a night in an RV park and made it to Eugene where I camped at a pretty empty city RV park on the McKenzie River for 8 nights.

By the time I arrived in Eugene, I was hammered and spent most of the week in bed. Friends invited me over for breakfast on Sunday and I was able to reconnect with some of the scamps from the previous summer's retreat near Ashland.

Rob had offered to take the train down to Eugene from Mt. Vernon to 'get me' and I pretty much needed to be rescued at that point. I may have a few photos from Eugene. Lemme check.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

More Lovely Fear

I wake up in fear...again. What will become of me? Oh! I know, I know! The ego mind and body will die! And yeah, living on the dirtball is a small percentage of what we are, but shoot it's the only reality that I'm really familiar and comfortable with. I'm not any worse physically that I can tell (other than rapid tumor growth) but the fear in this moment feels debilitating. I see it, I'm aware of it, I know it's just attachment to being embodied.