I peer up at the moonlit rocks and feel the wise presence of a multitude of beings, as if I have suddenly appeared on the dinner table of Gods.  They paused for a moment to look at the oddity, fork stopped half way to mouth, glass partially raised; they look at me curiously, unhurriedly, and wisely.  When I wave a friendly hello, they smile and go back to eating and talking. 

Whoosh! My energies from around the universe slam back into this present/here now/place filling me in one moment with all the energy that has ever transitioned through my being.   “I am Larkin and I am here, now, and this is exactly where I am supposed to be in the universe at this moment.”  Nothing wanders, no thought journeys out, no awareness leaves the moment, no memory demands attention, no dream calls to me.  I am simply here, standing in a canyon in Utah, a human consciousness experiencing the universe.

This moment was the point, the culmination of a week of journeying through thoughts and places, emotions, and experiences.  It is what the desert does, sometimes it takes awhile, but it is always there.

Here are some photos taken along that journey: