| ~ KOYOTE TIMES ~ Page 2 |
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| Automatically, our vehicle's wheels turned toward the Southwest, pulled in that direction by the magnetic forces of The Heart... We couldn't have gone in any other direction if we tried... |
| And, a couple days later, when I stepped to the edge of the Grand Canyon (South Rim), my knees nearly buckled as my Heart soared... Tears flowed from my tired ol eyes... I couldn't imagine a grander sight, nor a more moving experience... For once in my Life, I felt moved to the point of speachlessness. I knew then that I was home... and being remade, transformed... |
| A Thunderbeing, a Being of great Light and Power, had greeted me when we first drove over Wolf Creek Pass, headed into Durango... This Being stayed with us the entire trip, except for whenever we headed back toward Boulder, becoming our "guide", insuring that I would get to wherever it was we were going... And, every stop we made, every site we saw, every place we went, turned out to be just the right place. At each of those, I both saw and felt pieces of myself coming back into me - my Heart reassembling itself, putting together the "final" pieces of the puzzle, leading toward the prize... |
| Hell yes, I have lived here before... Many times, many places... The lives that I've led nearly always tying back to this huge region in some way... Which is why I needed to go there in the first place. Collecting to myself the energies of these places meant the proverbial End of The Trail... I could feel that strongly... But, what did this mean?... Would I live long enough to complete this journey?... Or, were "they" coming to take me Home now?... |
| As usual, the End of The Trail is never where or what you expect it to be... After traveling a few thousand miles, my path on this journey "ended" maybe three weeks later in Roswell, New Mexico, of all places - Spent a whole week there, hanging out in a cheap motel, absorbing all that these three weeks had given me... Plus the "so much more" that the energy of Roswell heaped on top of it. And, there IS somethin there I'm not tellin about... Least, not just yet. |
| A UFO crashed here somewhere... back in 1947 |
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| Yet, in the Journey of Time, I began to see the beauty in all things, all moments, all places, all people... Sure, some can be more magical and powerful for you than others... But, that person standing right alongside you is having an entirely different experience than you are. To them, it's just another place, another day... and there is no magic... Sacredness lives in your Heart, in the experience of your personal journey... and this is something that no one can take away, no matter their feelings... |
| SOUL JOURNEY (continued from first page) |