|on the road to Taos|
I've been here a couple of days now and once again I feel incredibly gifted with where I've landed. My host home is about 20 miles outside Taos in an area called the Mesa. There is a documentary film called Off the Grid: Life on the Mesa, I saw it several years ago and never imagined that I would end up so close to the front lines of the wild west. On the Mesa, the Hippy Militia keep things in order. Life is brutal and hard out here and there is no room for free loaders or thieves, anyone else seems to be welcome.
|the view from my window|
I have found the all important local coffee shop, it's called The Coffee Spot. There are plenty to choose from in town but this one is arty, the sweets and all offerings are made in their kitchen and the coffee is good. There's no need to go anywhere else. I am learning that good enough is more than enough. Last night my host and I went to hear some local music and it was good. Being able to listen and enjoy singer/songwriters again is a real gift. I have been writing and playing too which feels quite wonderful. My voice in both singing and writing are changing. I am changing.