I am traveling once again, this time amidst the red and white marbled rocks of the Grand Canyon, on my way to celebrate my mother’s 95th birthday (!). I stopped late last night on the north rim, stayed in a cheap hotel with the stars so close I could reach out and pull one toward me. The Milky Way, the path of cloud stars across the sky so well lit, where does that Milky Way lead? The air, soft and fragrant.
But more than the miles traveled on the road are the thousands of miles traveled in my mind’s wanderings and the writings on this blog. Eighteen months on a steep learning curve, pacing during the day, tossing and turning at night, the history of 200 years learned in a hurry. The last one-hundred, the ‘wasted opportunity and tragedy that was the 20th Century’…my whole life asleep during that time.
And suddenly, just as quickly as a storm can come up on the plains, the sky opens up. I hear and see differently; I feel the weight of the time; the urgent call; waiting for the sign, any sign…
“Coming to your senses” has a whole new context now. Where have we been for so long?
The Road Ahead
I like to see the calendar up on the right hand side filled in every day, and it drives me crazy when the day comes and I haven’t filled it in! 😡
But the traveling season has begun for this woman, the Dakotas, Montana, Idaho, Colorado, Utah…a trip to PA to hear the oral argument in the Kerchner v Obama case; and a visit to D.C. to deliver the Articles of Freedom to my two senators and one representative. I plan to meet with each one of them extensively and press a number of issues.
So while the calendar may not always be full, these pages will not be far from my thoughts. I know I am gearing up for something beyond what I can even fathom right now. But I know it is about liberty and our Constitutional Republic.