“I am an unwritten chapter. I’m dinged up and weary and my heart is sore. but really in the most essential way I’m the newest I’ve ever been the best is not behind me, dammit, its ahead of me. I never stood a chance before, because I was a slave to what I could not see. A puppet to past patterns but I have taken a knife and carved myself free. The truest treasure is a soul who believes in its own existence and I BELIEVE I am here. I am showing up.”
~ from Jewel’s new book
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Will I be chasing this for the rest of my life?!
I asked a young European boy to snap this photo for me in Death Valley. We spoke no words.
Death Valley, is an incredible place!
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I got a vision of what I might like to do! I thought I would share it with the world. And who knows what it will shape into but I have actually been cultivating this for awhile and …………it has been a long, hot, hard, lonely road. And exquisite!!
My vision is to go and work Here during the winter at a soon to be cafe, in the middle of NOWHERE (death valley Junction), where there is NOTHING and one can create EVERYTHING :-). Where the invisible is fertile.
And I will do my motorcycle tours for women, during the summer months. And journals for those who want leather journals, year round. Yes!!!
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I love it when there are colors in my sleep. I had such a happy sleep last night. The cool air in the morning reminded me that the season has taken a turn, we are coming into fall! The cool breeze through my window early in the morning feels wonderful.
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In Pinedale, Wyoming (awesome town!) we ran into Forest, who I used to motorcycle with back in the day! He and his girlfriend are living on the bike for the next year! and headed to Panama. Wow. sounds like sooo much fun!
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Thinking about buying this house. what do you think?
Oh yeah, made it to Idaho!
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Beautiful Wyoming! I love love love this land. I can feel my soul slowly unfolding. It is a little sad though, you can feel how the land is being pillaged for and gas/oil. Riding through this land, I found my self thinking about terry tempest Williams. A poetic naturalist from an oil and gas family . What a beautiful role in society she plays, Bridging these worlds.
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Hi! I just stumbled across this post and had to reach out. This is our boat! We purchased Marissa this…