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“True Happiness is not attained through self gratification, but through fidelity to a worthy purpose”
~ Helen Keller ~

Something has truly clicked these past couple weeks. That is in my Life, my outlook, feelings towards this exterior so many daily fight to reach the throne for a fame which I find so truly a non value aspect from a cut and dry exterior sometimes meaningless considering our own personal Wealth is within our Heart. What clicked, and it is kind of strange as only being at the beginning of this I feel new Journey, is simply the fact that "it is what it is". The path is uncomplicated, elementary, straightforward, clean and yet, I have a time to wrap my head around it. Years of ill programming are a hard act for them to vanish. No ifs and no I wish, no buts, dreams of past and future scenarios written with a golden plume on pages flying through the clouds, no, this is reality and again as I have written it before, acceptance and adapting are the keys. How much simpler can it get?

Yet, deep down, when the chords of the depth of my feelings vibrates as January 26th once again is here today, it does hurt. That acceptance, that adapting is difficult. Then again, Life itself is difficult as we have made it as such over those past centuries leading to these present days. The upside of it all is that it allows me to see the present so much clearer. There is such a negative streak going around and as a Friend who stopped by yesterday was telling me, one can think every morning of all the casualties a day could bring such as losing this or that, accidents or maybe worse, and if by the end of that day nothing of that sort has happened, well, we should be happy that we made it unharmed. We can as night takes place close our eyes for a good night sleep. So why start the day with such thoughts? Lets only face this present moment by moment. I think Social Media pages have enough accidents and worse which too many thrive on. Sensationalism.

Have all these years since today is the Anniversary of Lance’s passing away have been in vain? It has not. The school of Life does not allow me to rest and the years have shown a progression appreciated while compounded with the so many miles ridden, the sights we have blend in with, new Friends made, many who have touched our Hearts and many who have written we in turn have touched their own Hearts. It is so much an intermission time I feel right now while almost standing still and regrouping for the times to come and embrace again a path filled with the lessons learned and feelings acquired. There is a purpose for it all as there also will be for those future roads we will take on gladly.

Sunday was one of those days I felt as we were due for a vacation! I know, we have been on vacation for years, it is just an expression I use as a joke. Being in the lower eighties a bit South of here it was time to give Old Faithful a work out and let Spirit take in the millions of smells that pass by him while we ride. I wanted to find a movie set called "Crow ? " passed "Closed Canyon" on River Rd. I was told there were no signs and I don’t think I found it unless it was just one building falling apart and barely standing. My back is better as a new Dr, to me, took care of it. While pulling cement tiles instead of using the wheelbarrow, I had twisted my pelvis and ended up with a left leg half an inch longer than the other! It is healing nicely and I now have much hope that he will also eventually remedy to my sciatica which is always such a non sense. It is amazing how we can get used to pain!

I rescued a bicyclist from France on our way. While stopped in Lajitas I saw him and his bike leaning against a wall, all his bags off and I asked him if he needed help. He just looked like he did combined with the fact that I always stop for just about anyone on the side of the road or give a thumb up and if the reply is a thumb down I turn around. He had left France about nine months ago and had just finished riding, meaning bicycling, South America and through Mexico had arrived to the Big Bend area. He had a flat and none of his spare tubes were in decent shape. He had not been able to find any while going through Mexico. Here is when Karma has its own good timing as I had no clue where he could get a new tube.

A Ranger from the State Park Welcome Center happened to be walking by. He told us that the Center sold tubes just a mile away! 26". So that is where Spirit and I went and sure enough there were the tubes as I bought him a couple. He could not get over his good luck and me neither! Later on, on our way back we passed him, he was obviously all fixed up. It reminded me of all the help we ourselves received when breaking down a couple times. Pass on the good deed. It was a good day. For him also.

I woke up yesterday to what seemed cotton fields. Snow! Probably the only day as such of the season. So quiet, so serene and eerie. For those who have not experienced snow in the desert, it is quite a sight. Of course we played. Snow balls while listening to the crunch under my shoes. With blue skies I knew it would not last very long. It did not. By noon all was a memory, a good one and now all we have to deal with is… mud! A good afternoon to add more coats of paint in "The Cave" which is now ready for its ceiling which will be a multicolor parachute. And no, I do not know what I am doing, going on one step at the time while I use physics. Ceiling trim will be put up and then on a hold awaiting for some vinyl floor squares. Gray, a light gray.

A traveler showed up for one day. Mike who has been on the road for close to a year riding a 50cc Roku while getting close to 100mg! Who needs a monster motorcycle with all the bells and whistles when one can go up to Prudhoe Bay and back down to Baja on such a small bike. He has the right idea and at 28 has grabbed Life by its horns and enjoying himself having saved enough money to stay on the road for a while longer. We ate and conversed about the road, about Life and it amazed me how much we had in common in our traveling ways. Free camping, frugal, meeting locals and as they say, "smelling the roses". No pretense, just living Life for himself while he also keeps a Journal and I know someday he will write his own book I will certainly read. The experience was refreshing as he helped me with a couple tasks and showed up with coffee for me as a gift and a nice bone for Spirit. Relaxed times.

The parachute is up in "The Cave", all is looking as it is coming together even if the tedious aspects still needs to be taken care off… like the trim! My savior. One day at the time.

Stay well, Ara and Spirit.