The Journey Began
The year was 2008 and I was deep into a meditation. About 2 hours deep. Floating along hanging out chillin...in my blissful space...when along comes a letter...messing up my view. T.....A.....O.....S. That was it. What did it mean? Let it go, I told myself. But silly brain held on. Filled it for safe keeping. Back to bliss. T.....A.....O....S. Now I was getting pissed. Then I laughed. and giggled...and belly laughed. Spent. I awakened smiling to myself. I went over to my computer, fired it up and googled that shit. TAOS...WTH is that? Not what, but WHERE. TAOS is a town in the state of New Mexico near the Sangre De Christos mountain range. It looked like another world to this girl who had never been west of Indiana. But what did this mean to me? I stayed open and prayed about it. More things came ...down the rabbit hole I went. Mountain Light - a B&B in the outskirts of Taos owned by artist Gail Russell. Hmmm Taos Indian Pueblos. hmmm I checked into flights. Fou