So, going to Yellowstone. I’ve been researching and planning and I really want to go right now!!! I think that maybe the 1 year and 1 month (AH!) wait will make it that much sweeter. Part of me wants to read all I can on the park, the Native people of the area, the wildlife and all the other sites we’ll be seeing along the way. The other part of me wants to play ostrich and just enjoy it as we go. I think I’ll end up with a balance of both.

I’ve been into doing the hiking/camping thing for most of my life. My parents took me camping when I was an infant and we had a pop-up trailer for years. Walks in the woods continued throughout my youth and Girl Scouts taught me a lot about the techniques I still use. (Yes, I can get a bonfire going with one match.) For some reason, though, I’ve fallen off the “trail” (ha!) in my adulthood. It is time to get back on it. I guess if I think about it, my physical body is looking to parallel the journey that my soul is taking. I am committed to my spiritual path and I need that to be reflected in the physical realm by hiking a terra firma version.

I don’t exactly know what’s been up with me lately. I haven’t been sleeping well, there is some kind of stress eating at me. A restlessness that I haven’t been able to really put my finger on. Well, maybe it’s simply that I haven’t paid enough attention to any of my usual pursuits in recent weeks. Two nights ago, I picked up my guitar for the first time in months. The bug to play is back. I’m writing here, the creative bug is back. Maybe if I really throw myself into it all, my spiritual search bug and my lust for life bugs will be back as well. The restlessness has yielded one advantage, though, an abundance of energy (or maybe just a will to keep going when tired). Now I just need to direct it all properly.

And get my butt to Yellowstone ASAP!