I’m Back in Banff.
Tried to leave this place, didn’t quite work.
Embracing the reality of the situation, I now feel that this place is my rock – literal, metaphysical and fantasitcal. It’s a good base to return to, fill the magic meter, and venture back out into the crazy other world and try to make a difference. I know I’ll keep bouncing back here, and I’m pretty damn happy about that.
I had some wonderful adventures getting here – arriving in chaotic LA, embarking on a beautiful roadtrip up the coast to San Francisco (a very fun, fantasy roller-coaster city!), exploring Victoria and Vancouver (BC) for the first time. In California I met the Redwood forest, probably the most beautiful and delicious forest I have encountered.
I’m ready for 7 weeks of learning how to play the flute again, weaving bit by bit into the music scene in North America and running up mountains chasing grizzlies, northern lights and big dreams.