Video of my RV

When Jennifer was here last time she took a video of Minnie.  If you haven't already seen it, enjoy:)!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=niZ3FvYKwww&feature=player_embedded

New Purchases

Other than buying what feels like a whole new wardrobe, I like to think of it as "work attire", I have also made a few other purchases to make my life even more enjoyable.

I love the hot springs water, but the drinking water this side of the road smells and tastes so bad that I finally relented and bought an RV water filter.  At least now my coffee and ice cubes don't carry that nasty smell.

New water filter

 

Another purchase was a rolling shopping cart.  Since I mostly walk everywhere this has allowed me to go to the grocery store and purchase everything I need without worrying about carrying it back.  It also makes it possible for me to take empty jugs and fill them with purified water at the local water dispensary.  I had thought I might leave the cart when moving on but I love the cart so much I just may take it with me.

Shopping cart a little lop-sided because it is full of groceries

And, as much as I hate to admit it, I also purchased a small - 10" - portable TV for watching football.  It is not connected to cable and only picks up your basic channels, but it works well enough to feed my football addiction.

I love living in a town versus an RV park and feel I am settling in quite nicely:).

Celia

http://www.celiaonline.com/...and then she was there, this beautiful red haired woman singing Celtic songs and speaking of the Goddess.  And I remember who I am.  Why I am here.  And that Samhain is in the air and the veils are thin and there are other worlds and dimensions that I know and have traversed.  The hiding of yesterday is just that, yesterday...

Hiding

I am wrestling within myself and it is an all too familiar battle.  And yet I am still surprised how much I yearn to hide and remain small.

I don't readily or easily talk about all the things I can "do".  I rarely offer up the fact that I do divinations, tarot readings, clearings.  I almost never talk about cranial touch and it only comes up after I have known someone for several weeks and it feels appropriate.  I am playing the game of being a solo, full-time female RVer who travels around and gets workamping jobs and I pretend that is all I am. What I am not sharing are all those other parts of me and I am not sure why.  And when I do find myself opening and disclosing my other aspects, I want to duck and run for cover.  That is the battle.

I had a conversation with a local massage therapist.  In that conversation I was very candid and exposed myself and even offered him a cranial session.  In return he offered me space, rent free, so that I could do more cranial touch work.  Now I feel that I want to take it all back, wishing the conversation never took place, wanting to hide within Minnie.

I am trying to just allow the timing of all this, to get out of the way and allow......

Sometimes I just really hate not being in control.

Visitor

Jennifer came to visit.  I have never seen someone back up quite the way she does, upper torso out the window, but she backed into my old spot and stayed for two nights.  It was a very surreal two days.

Unique way of backing up

Jennifer in my old spot

I started reading Jennifer's blog in January 2010 (http://livinginmycar.com/blog/), was pulled in by her writing style, graphics and videos, and then continued to follow her blog as her life and mine began interweaving and connecting in a beautiful, magical way.  I watched and read as she struggled with the parting of precious possessions, attended mechanics school and prepared a solo journey to the Arctic Ocean.  The Arctic Ocean on your own!!??  She inspired me, made me laugh, touched my heart and allowed me into her world and all its history.

We shared several personal emails and I was hoping some day our paths would cross and we would be able to travel together.  When she was wondering where in her travels to go next, I posted a comment on her blog that if she was in the area I would love to meet her and as if by magic, there she was, in the office bearing a box of pizza.

It was as if we had always known one another; no surprises, no uncomfortable silences, no tip-toeing around one another, we were just filling in the blanks so that we would be totally up to date with where we were now so we could proceed forward.  We talked for hours, toured other hot springs hotels, sat in each others' motor homes and discussed the pros and cons of each and discussed issues that only a fellow female nomad would understand.  It was a wonderful meeting of kindred souls.

And then she left, leaving me yearning to also go on the road.  She has only gone as far as Santa Fe and will be back the end of the month when we will travel together to the White Sands National Monument.

Now that she has gone, if almost feels as if she were never here, that is how strange this land can be.  But I am looking forward to the time when she will walk back into my world again.

Saturday Soakers

Just finished working a very busy Saturday night, all by myself. 

I am one of those very fast learners so the manager has left me totally on my own for the past two nights.  Friday wasn't too busy, but tonight is designated as "Saturday soakers" and it lived up to its name.  I was very busy, but not as busy as I was during my Mt. Hood gig. I came home tired but not feeling overwhelmed.  But I have also started to question myself as to how much I really want to work.  Although I can't really classify my job here as work, it still puts me on a schedule with certain expectations and I am starting to rebel at the very thought of any type of constraint.  I am working three days on, three days off, and it amounts to approximately 30 hours per week.  I love living in T or C, want to stay awhile, but am still on the fence as to staying until mid-January or April 1st.  If I stay until January, I can go to Arizona and veg out until a summer workamping job starts.  If I stay until April, I will only have a month, month and a half, until the next job starts. I am just not sure how much I want to "work".

And, if I wasn't busy enough this evening, my newly adopted pet Minnow somehow dislodged her continuous water supply dish and I realized the glug glug glug noise I was hearing was water running all over the floor.   Just another thing to tend to!  She later spent time sitting on my lap as if to apologize for the inconvenience of it all.  I love having a cat in my life again.

Minnow

Feminine/Masculine

A women's yoga retreat has booked all the lodging for the weekend so we are surrounded with laughter, estrogen and feminine energy.  This morning the group was giving each other foot massages after lounging with cucumbers resting on their eyes.  They brought me a plate of food last night and it has been fun catering to their needs and making sure they feel loved and pampered.  It is just the type of retreat I have enjoyed in my "previous" life.

The women have brought even more color to the surroundings.

Now to feed my masculine side......Nebraska vs Texas is the football game of the day. 

Wishes

As I was sitting on my couch, eating cold spaghetti and wishing I would always be able to come back and work here, in the sky right outside my window I caught the glance of a falling star.  Wishes and Stars...somehow this star and I must have connected and communicated and now the message has been sent to the Universe.

New Mexico is truly the Land of Enchantment.

Moving Day

Big Rig Out

Minnie In

 

 

Yesterday was moving day so now I am settled in once again.  The sites aren't great, but this new place at least has a privacy fence on both sides and the internet connection is better.  And the big bonus is no early bird neighbors right next to me.

I spent today walking around town and exploring Main Street.  I am starting to really like this place and if T or C gets the welcome center for Spaceport,  the potential is enormous.  There are also numerous areas nearby that I would like to explore;  the White Sands National Monument, the Ancient Way Arts Trail, the Gila Cliff Dwellings and Trail of the Mountain Spirits.  Whew!  I may have to stay here awhile:).

Home

I can hardly believe this is where I will be staying the next several months, it feels so much like home.  And I love the fact that I do not have to wear an ugly polo shirt, or any uniform.  However, there is an amazing tie-dye store in town (http://www.dukatt71.com/) so to honor the wonderful hippie/commune atmosphere of T or C, I bought some t-shirts to wear while working. 

We had a potluck last night and after that there was free outdoor entertainment in the lounging area http://www.gwynethandmonko.com/.  I love these bonuses to the job.

The downside has been the RV spaces which are a very tight squeeze and basically just a gravel parking lot.  Next week I am moving sites where someone else is leaving and then I will have more room and start settling in.  Until then, I just walk across the street,  find a pocket of peace to settle into, and call it "home".

Guess Who's Coming to Town

I have never heard of Virgin Galactic or Spaceport, but Riverbend and T or C will be full over the next few days with these people and the travel agents who will be booking the flights.  This ought to be very interesting:).

http://www.virgingalactic.com/overview/spaceport/

Work

I have now completed two of my work shifts and today will be the third and then I will have three days off.  After the first shift, I was ready to move on down the road.

I love Riverbend, its hot spring pools, the rooms, the manager....I love T or C and how funky it is, how I can walk main street and find my particular organic milk, psyllium husks and even Captain Morgan.  The town is extremely small, went to the Saturday market and already knew three people there, and I am having so much fun giving tours of the various pools and rooms.  The main issue which made me reconsider my stay was a fellow workamper who was to train me my first night.

This woman is meticulous, which can be a wonderful asset, unless she is filling your brain with minutea on your first day at a new job and you end up staying until 11:30 PM - over an hour past the end of your shift - and when you finally leave you feel overwhelmed by the job.  And, she says it is not unusual to stay that late or even possibly until midnight.  Not exactly what I signed on for and I ended up with some serious concerns.  Thankfully, the next night I worked with Jake, the owner/manager, voiced my concerns and saw how he wanted things done and it felt like a whole different world.  The job became so much easier, but still busy.  And he assured me I should never have to stay later than 10:30 PM. So, anyway, looks like I am staying.
 
Gotta get ready for work, which doesn't really feel like work:).  But I have LOTS to write about when I have more free time.

T or C

Well I am finally here, at my new home for the next several months.  The odd thing is, although I only arrived yesterday, it feels like I have already been here for a very long time.  It is surreal living in this no time.

Today I was talking to the owner's mother and she said there is a suction cup that draws people to this place.  Oh boy, here I go again.......