Last weekend was a long road trip down to the desert to visit an old friend, Kerry. I relearned lessons. Remembered when sometimes words aren't necessary. That shared silence can sometimes make moments more real.
We didn't know that silver toes was a code for understanding.
That river rocks can slice and bend as smooth slabs-
only knowing this cause the river's run dry.
So we frolicked and climbed and slid
over rocks where the river once was.
And we followed without hesitation,
it's easy when you're following a shaman through ancient palms,
there are certain things you don't question.
That river rocks can slice and bend as smooth slabs-
only knowing this cause the river's run dry.
So we frolicked and climbed and slid
over rocks where the river once was.
And we followed without hesitation,
it's easy when you're following a shaman through ancient palms,
there are certain things you don't question.
i was happy to dry out my skin for a day or two. i'll have to return when i have more time to walk in Joshua Tree and we can bring the drums. Perhaps you'll join?
Heather's lesson and advice for the future: Pace yourself when drinking high alkaline "kangen" water
