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Where I’m going April 2012 it’s cycle season

April 10, 2012

I am picking up my bicycle to embark on a  tour of the Southwest Americas to its eastern seas and back. Yes this is a spring trip that will end on a summer loop.  I have been subconsciously preparing-planning this bike trip for years throughout college at Humboldt State;  finally, 6 years later Time’s gatekeeper is checking me in to fly out for it.

Series of events being a Vancouver Island child to a Southern California marine biologist to a Northern California SCUBA diver to a British Columbia landscaper is boiling down to this musical ride.  A herdess left unharnessed, I Anne Serrano have been staring at the sea my entire life.  So, to be content as a citizen of the west coast I am getting over these mountains in a way that I know best.  How to ride my bike.  It is where my attention goes thus it is where my energy my will, will follow for I have the hunger to discover what the world is like East of the Rocky Mountains.  If you have ever read Dr. Seuss he has broken it down in so many verses, “Oh the Places You’ll Go”. We wait we ride we rest we go.  Gaining a sense of ecology and its diversity in the natural world around you deepens awareness and heightens the fact that you are a living breathing member in the habitat of all that is.  Exploration is the unending experience that will get you out of the waiting room.  Happy trails y’all.

There is a mysterious wonder to every beauty whether it is the shape of a shell, the number of legs it takes an insect to walk on, the texture, and even the way your hair falls around your face.  The landscapes, plants, and animals is as dramatic as I want to get and the people in their prime living this same day and age  is something to witness along the way generated by the petals of my bicycle.  This is a spiritual quest beyond any physical adventure my state of being could ever sign up for.  One day at time is all I intend to handle until I reach one of the many destinations and back.

First Stop! Flight 711 gate 66A from LAX to Richmond, Vancouver.  North Vancouver British Columbia to see my guru my father, cosmic Christ and the spiritual leaders that sit in his office.  In hand besides Papa there are intangible folk to meditate on and patient forms to practice in order to receive blessings in return. Philosophical styles to live by originating in the East (Asia, East of Israel) while incorporating what is happening now is what a guru will culture you with. With Earth’s institution of The Force drivings us to live by a planetary order with respect to the Sun; my principal’s system of  belief rises and rests solely in the esoterics, health, and wellness.  Defeat cancer, listen to the codes that spin about; The geometry, the songs, the information of Love is what lies sacred.

Christ consciousness states, “Father and I are One.” Art thy father is what will never leave the Sun and rests within your holy spirit.  So whatever! I am a daddy’s girl and thanks to him I have no fear with who I meet and what I do. Love is Love and there is only One.  I am doing this bike ride.  Let it be safe and in good faith.  I have my fiddle on one side and guitar on the other with a series of sound pipes.  This Texan cowgirl  Rachel Ray Ray of Arcata is one to buddy up with on this ride.  So what is it like from the outside looking in? Just a watery blue prism sitting in a field of stars.

What vessel are you in? What’s your channel? What world do you tap into on a daily basis? Exposure of the eyes in my imagination is setting me up for a challenge you don’t see or hear everyday.  But all in all I’m just going on a bike ride and it just so happens to be all summer long.  To write the ride and ride the write is how this WordPress is going to work as a journal. So please read if you wish to come along and know how I am living in the pursuit of healing, inner happiness, and spiritual awakening. In Music over the Mountains, How is the weather??  So long all you lovelies.  I have to make it to Nelson, BC by the end of the week where my vessel of a bicycle awaits.




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  1. Ninang Lea permalink


  2. Rich Sasek permalink

    You going to ride through Texas? If you come through Dallas you have a place to stay, If I am still here.

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