Here is greatness in the making, for it is In Huntsville that NASA develops its rockets, space program technologies and many brilliant scientists live. The state of Alabama is sleepy and rural for the most part. Lush and green much of the year with a rich red soil, rippled by the low, rolling southern Appalachians. The earth energies in this region are soft and gentle, a peaceful, slow current of well-being that emanates, radiates, and permeates. Everything feels so good– what’s the rush? There is a fine wit and keen intelligence in the populace that exists in a friendly, spacious way, not so needle-pointed and exacting as it can be elsewhere. Perhaps this low-key spaciousness allows the precision needed to compute the complex science and mechanics without err? Ride the wave here and you will indeed learn more about yourself and humanity.

St John is a jewel in my crown, a treasure and a gift. Washed by my wide, sweeping seas that break upon its rocky shore and coral reefs where my water is warm and crystal clear, lapping softly into coves over white sand beaches. My love is felt by all here, readily pulsing up through green, craggy peaks blazing with sunlight and blessed by the starlight of infinite universes. Human history has been dramatic at times upon this island. Today its a peaceful place for most. A place where one is compelled to follow their heart’s desires. The wild animals upon my sides and in my waters are doing just that. Relax and ride the wave of Being. You may just experience the spontaneous joy of that white baby goat Lenaye saw who leapt straight up into the air with the sheer joy of it all, or that of the whales breaching along the shore. The joy of the emerald and purple hummingbirds sipping nectar from the flowers whose fragrance fill the air and blend with the sweet-smelling tropical sea. The gentle breezes kiss one’s soul– embrace the love–embrace my love– experience contentment and peace. Come back often . . .

Cruz Bay tenders

Salt Pond Bay from Concordia and our eco tent

Earth woman soaking up some healing mud at the Salt Pond