To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest. -Pema Chodron
May 2, 2015 Magdalena, New Mexico, Grand Enchantment Trail
“No one looks after you Little Gal?” a woman asks me. I’m shoving an assortment of fried foods into my mouth and some of it ends up on the floor. I’ve just come over the Magdalena Mountains cross country and by way of obscure trails, having eaten very little.
“No Ma’am. I’m one of those longing types, I suppose.”
May 3, 2015 Magdalena to San Lorenzo Spring
Easy day. Left at noon. Wide Open Spaces. Good for those longing types. I’m as free as the breeze.