Greetings from Rio Verde, Arizona!
I have to chuckle whenever I think about the fact that one of the first things I experienced after getting off the plane and being warmly welcomed here in Phoenix, was a ride through a car wash.
I have to chuckle whenever I think about the fact that one of the first things I experienced after getting off the plane and being warmly welcomed here in Phoenix, was a ride through a car wash.
After that brief but heavy dose of EMF’s and technological living style just before I left Hawaii on the New Moon, it seemed entirely synchronistic and appropriate somehow to have a trip through a car wash be the first thing that happened upon my arrival in Arizona. My aunt and her son agreed her car needed a good wash and this was the best time for him to do it, so my cousin navigated my aunt’s car through this intense, mechanized process:
We were scrubbed.
And rinsed.
And blown dry.
We emerged squeaky clean - ready for the next stage of the journey to unfold in this new world of the saguaro desert. Sort of like coming out of the womb.
A new day, in a new place, in these new times of the Great Shift birthing the New Earth. Dawn from the guest room at my aunt’s lovely home:
A new day, in a new place, in these new times of the Great Shift birthing the New Earth. Dawn from the guest room at my aunt’s lovely home:
