Heart of the Wilderness

Well, you knew this was coming after last week’s post, right? Here is my beloved Kaya, who positioned herself in our tent deep in the wilderness of Shenandoah National Park, where we recently spent a night.

In the middle of the night, there was a small animal fighting. Sounded like foxes screaming at each other and tumbling through the bushes. That woke us both up. Then, in the early morning hours, there were distinct heavy footsteps nearby, probably bear or deer. Slow, plodding. Kaya was up and alert both times.

The weather was perfect, cool in the 50s at night, blue sky in the daytime. It took me a while to get settled and feel like I was really there and not just fleeing the city vibe. But, eventually, Nature took over, and I could see clearly again. Just in time to head back to town and begin work on the 1st National Summit to End Stigma, taking place early next week, June 24-26, in Salt Lake City. It is a labor of love for me, so I don’t mind returning to put in the effort. Nonetheless, it was helpful to get away and clear my mind.

“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”

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