“My Personal Daily Therapy, published Weekly or so…”
“There comes a time when you have to choose between turning the page or just closing the Book”
From “Nathan Lee”, a fitting tune called “Gotta’ keep movin’ on”
The "White Sand Dunes", they keep moving on as we do. Overflowing over the shoulders of the sinuous curved roads, blown by the constant winds, they, as us, keep moving on. Sand particles, as we are and where one would think nothing grows, yet the greenery protrudes as here and there as our own Souls expand. Dunes and more Dunes. Each granule is the seed for the waves formed, scriptures from the blows incessant days and nights. I avoid stepping on the drawings that have been so delicately marked. I am taken back how we all are one. Constant movement and yet going nowhere. I feel part of them, so slow moving myself by the same elements.
As with us the storms will descent upon it’s ripples, the rain will erase the fine sketches drawn, the daytime glare was blinding and as night time fell and the clouds played with their new palettes of colors my heart beat fastened as I could barely contain myself in the middle of this stage so powerful to all the senses. We wandered from here to there, we got blown away waiting for calmer times, every minute, every second was taken in as a motion being into another Universe.
Is it eerie? Maybe. Non natural? Maybe. Different? not really… only if acres of sand dunes awakens the curiosity as it did for me. Islands amongst islands. Contemplation of the present as if transported into another world of ours. Reminders of the Sahara, South America. Wonders so much in contrast with solid soil we are so often exploring. Not ourselves geared for backpacking, there is however primitive camping within a hike that is one mile each way with each step the effort of lifting legs from a ground which is not anymore only wanting to engulf ones self.
275 square miles of desert has been created. The Worlds largest gypsum dune fields and here we were amongst it all, us new here within this space, witnesses, up for the taking. Stone ridges, Soaptree Yuccas, bleached earless lizards. Other visitors on round boards surfing down the waves breaking the silence with their screams and laughter. Silence coming back enabling to once again take in the vistas and the feel of this desolate live land.
It all lays west of Alamogordo. The extension into the Mountains are closed to public access as being used by the military for the various kinds of weapons testing which includes the Trinity Site where the first atomic bomb was detonated in July of 1945. These are the flats of the Tularosa Basin where for thousands of years the prevailing westerly winds have deposited this gypsum powder formerly eroded from the nearby San Andreas Mountains and washed down by rainwater and deposited in the seasonal Lake Lucero. Magic in the making.
Unforgettable experience? Yes it was, specially on this day gifted with the clouds of many. No footprints ahead, only the wind created ripples and lizard tracks welcoming. More magic when daylight started to fade behind this day when the sand took on a reddish pink hue and as the surface patterns became more pronounced as the shadows lengthen. An overwhelming sense of Peace and stillness descends, and when the Sun finally dips below the San Andreas Mountains, for a few minutes the land itself is bathed in a mysterious light, as the sands themselves seem to glow while the horizon on all sides becomes dark.
Camping by “Three Rivers” in New Mexico has only been the tip of the iceberg exploring this gifted State we never preciously quite spend much time within. The cold and the shorter days have been a bit rougher on us than thought. Our Friends Mark and Brenda are in need of a “house sitter” for Spirit’s Girl Friend “Mya”. On to Green Valley for a few days before taking off again… Hot showers, food stores, heat, all is not sounding too bad for that length of time at the present. A visit to “Fort Stanton” first however.
“Hey Ara! I’m working on building a website for my business….can I have my web developer "STEAL" some of your photos? Or we can pay you if you insist!!!”. It is almost a Daily affair I deal with. Photos are on Smugmug and if you do not see the one you are looking for, you can write to me and I will put it up. We survive from the sales of Photos and since the “One-Pan Recipe” Store has now free downloads also from contributions from that particular site.
Be well… Always.
Ara and Spirit