May 25, 2007 After writing for 5 hours in the Mercantile shop, I decided I need to be outside for a while so I asked if there were any great hikes in the area. They said that the little town Story had a nice hike at the Fish Hatchery so I decided to go there. It was only 12 miles drive from Bighorn. While writing all this down I sit in the Piney Creek Store in Storey. This is another Mercantile Store with a little restaurant. They allow me to use their power for my computer while I have a cup of tea. The hydraulic leveling system stopped working in my RV and the kind people in the shop have found a local for me who can have a look at this. So while I wait, I can do some writing.
I love to hike in the mountains. At this time of the year they are covered with yellow and purple flowers. I wish I could paint for it is breathtaking. I couldn’t remember the name of the yellow flowers but the purple ones were lupines and delphiniums. It bothered me that I couldn’t remember the name of the yellow one. I thought and thought and then said, ok I let it go. Sometimes when you let things go, they come to you when you least expect it. After I took a picture of the flowers, I turned around and stared in the eyes of beautiful deer. She was checking me out and I felt so blessed to be in her presence for awhile. After she had enough of me, she turned around and with big jumps disappeared on the mountain. This is what I love so much about this country; the pure wilderness, seeing animals in their natural surroundings. When I am in nature, I don’t feel alone. I feel connected to everything around me. The only disturbance is my mind. I truly wish I could get it to stop chattering for a while. Silly thoughts run through my head and then I remember to focus on my breath and every step that I take. This will help me to clear my head. Why is it so difficult for us to still our mind? Really, when we would write down all the thoughts that we have, most of them have no purpose at all.
Krishna mentioned to me that when I wake up in the morning, I should find one aspect of my personality that I would like to observe. A word that I often use, a thought I often have, an emotion or feeling. When observing this, we can find out if it has been conditioned or if it is something that comes from our heart. The last few weeks I have come to understand how much conditioning we have in our lives. It starts out immediately when we are born. We take on our parents ideas and believes, then we go to school and take on what our teachers tell us, the same happens with our friends and basically with everyone we come in contact with. Each and everyone has their own point of view and so often we just take this as being the truth without feeling in our own heart what our truth is. Over the last few weeks, I have started to look at this closely and I am letting go of those things that I have been conditioned with. I am now finding my own truth, what is resonating with me and this will allow me to truly become authentic. It is an interesting journey. Just a silly example; someone tells you that everyone with brown eyes has a negative influence on you. Now before you would never have felt anything when you talked to someone with brown eyes but now that someone has mentioned this to you suddenly you feel drained when you meet someone with brown eyes. Is this conditioning? I used to be extremely influenced by this but now I use discernment to figure out if this rings true to me. If not, I let it go.
I hiked along the river that is streaming rapidly because of all the rain in the past few days, while concentrating on my breath and my foot steps. It is funny how I can feel lonely sometimes in the city but while I am in nature, I never have this feeling. How can you feel lonely when you are surrounded with so much beauty? When you feel connected to all that is? As I am writing this, a man walks in and introduces himself as Warren. He is a local and we have a nice chat. I love sitting in places like this in small towns. It is so easy to make contact. Of course my big RV with my name and photo on it is getting its intention in itself. People always like to know what I do and where I am from. Having a funny accent helps too. When asked where I am from, I sometimes say;
Alabama. You should hear the reactions, it always cracks me up. Sometimes there is just an Oh. People really believe it when I say it. I love pulling jokes. Life is to short to be too serious.
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