it's trying to lead to somewhere...

This road we travel. This journey of life. We deviate from our paths for no reason at all sometimes, and other times our reasons appear silly, but the turns happen and our lives take a right at the falling rock and follow the sun's rays to the west until your soul is found in a gypsy town. It is a remarkable thing to pack a car, merge onto a highway that runs down the middle of the place i call my home forgetting that HWY 40 is so much longer than my imagination had dwarfed it to be. For as much as i travel, 40 seemingly ended somewhere just beyond Memphis. it's funny how your mind can trick you into subtly thinking such things. Things i believed when i was a child, like how in my 7 year old mind Watertown Rd. ended shortly after you took a right onto County RD 92. I wonder if i have begun to believe this about the highway of my life. I have grown, i am the person i am, HA! there is so much growing left to do. So much traveling within my soul to uncover more of the person that I already am.

Today my wandering soul took my wandering body to a place high in the Tonto National Forrest. Standing in a bar prolifically named The Spirit Room, these words were spoken into my own journey, "find a place that makes your soul feel good." Beautiful. And as the sun fought to break through the storm clouds over the Verde Valley, this place i find myself in is simply remarkable.