We stayed for quite some time and watched the sky turn from gold to a deep dark blue. The moon, in her perfect crescent appeared from behind the mountain, and when the last of the meandering humans left and the stars appeared, the trees came alive. There on the high desert plateau, the Joshua Trees gazed to the heavens … as if receiving distant messages, in their statuesque slow dance.

Perched high on what felt to be the roof of the world, away from the turbulent energies of the pandemic, I was able to settle into a space of inner stillness. And in the settling, something opened within me. A sense of expansion and connection in which I felt intimately part of the landscape. Feeling the dance of the changing colors, feeling the trees and stones, feeling the intricate web of aliveness, which included owls, snakes, tortoises and prickly plants of all shapes and sizes..

And most strikingly, here in this space, emerged a deep and nourishing peace. It seemed to filter through my whole being … bringing a simple message “all is well”.

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