“I had to remember about open, blind, knowing, unreserved, unambiguous, unconditional love–naked love–before any of it could make sense again. I had to find it in the many places it hid, drag it out in the open and wrap it all around me, wear it around the house, feel its imprint on my skin, weave... Continue Reading →
Day Twenty: Friday, June 8th, Bryce Canyon and the long road to Boulder…
Wow. Bryce Canyon. Wow. But already I'm ahead of myself... The Airbnb was great. The beds were passable--let's be honest, they felt like heaven compared to the string of second-rate Intex--and, and as previously mentioned, the place was clean and cozy. A win. And after the refund from Utah's finest state park, pretty modestly priced,... Continue Reading →
