I love the Washington area, and I feel welcomed here; however…its hard to be gone from the spirits and beings that I knew back in Wyoming.
One of the things I miss most is the welcoming feeling I got from the mountains that bordered the small town. I felt like I could enter into their realm anytime I desired. I felt honored and familiar. Some of my most profound and mystical experiences came from being there.
I remember the gifts that were given to me, and the spirits that communed with me.
It might just be me being homesick, but I really felt the need to post this and get my feelings out….