There was nobody there. I walked away from the memories.
I saw layers of humanity superimposed on each other throughout time, always here, always now! Energy in motion, constant flow, a pulse, the pulse of the Mind Essence, of the Spirit.
Namaste!
I met with my sister C___. She is doing well, a survivor. I might see her again, if the Spirit allows.
Miramar Beach — Entrance to estuary
Filed under: Perspective | Tagged: Guaymas, La Plaza de la Catedral, Mind Essence, Sonora, Spirit, Travel Log |
It would be interesting to hear more detail about this Rio if you can.
By the way, it’s snowing on your web page. 🙂
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Maybe later Mark! It is a little raw now, and personal, and there is people’s privacy to protect. Thanks for your comment.
The snow is a special effect 😉 It’s warm in San Blas!
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