I Want to be Startled

I stand on a mountainside, staring out over a landscape of endless thirst.. Beautiful in its bleakness.  I want to stand in silence and drink in the moment. 

I want to be startled -- startled into the next adventure, wanting that adventure to become the Great Purpose of my life. 

We are what we are becoming, yet we know not what for the moment. 

And in this moment, the desert wind caresses softly as a lover or a good, good friend and not as the bringer to bear over this scorched and desolate earth.  

It wakes me.  It warms me. 

And so begins the thaw and the unfurl.  This is the bloom in the desert.

Devils Golf Course