Like a ship grounded by fate, I found myself pulled into the vortex of family I hadn’t visited in years. Life for Carisa and her husband Johnathan had recently been turned upside down when their car caught fire, leading to her moped accident, rendering her reliant on crutches. Yet, their resilience outshines setbacks, illuminating a […]
Category: Travel
The Great Rite
A wounded animal, Seeks sustenance, To heal echoes of damage, Lingering from time immemorial. Crossing the barren desert, The abomination of desolation, This pagan offering, Knelt before the temple of the goddess, And wept at her acceptance. Healed on her altar, Through the supreme power embodied in the feminine, The Great Rite unfolds. A holy […]
Tiny Thorn Homestead
Middle of the night, middle of nowhere, I find myself between trails, at a Circle K high on the wind swept plains, deep in the heart of the Arizona Painted Desert. These intervals between trails provide a precious opportunity to reconnect with some of my favorite people, to help out with projects around Tiny Thorn […]
Winslow, Arizona
Standing on the corner of Winslow, Arizona at 6am on Friday the 13th, the streets were cold and silent. Despite the solitude I had to remind myself to take it easy, to lighten up while I still can. Except I’ve got a world of trouble on my mind. “Oh we got it easy, We oughta […]
Los Angeles, California
I climbed up to Radio Hill Gardens to get a better look at the city, to get off the streets for a little while. There were surprisingly few camps hidden along the trails, even as I got turned around and ended up along the Arroyo Seco Parkway. After passing up eating at either Won Kok […]
Sleeping in Union Station
This is the city. Los Angeles, California. It’s the motion picture capital of the world. Some come to Los Angeles to see the stars or try to become one. I’m trying to get out. The lobby of Union Station was my hotel room, shared with dozens of others, their angry voices reflecting off the marble […]
Klamath Falls, Oregon
I found myself wandering the desolate streets of Klamath Falls late into the night. Heading to Los Angeles, and then points east. My backpack has become too heavy from the multitude of gear experiments this year, and maybe it’s time for a change. Cut everything back to bare minimum. Besides, wearing blue jeans makes me […]
Broken Top, Oregon
Fun times with a little elevation gain #Oregon
Redemption Ranch, Oregon
A nice wind down from the hectic pace of daydreaming and eating way too many Pop Tarts… Thanks @kenny.crain #goodtimes
Sunriver, Oregon
Accidentally frosted the tips of my hair while painting. Made a collage called Change. Not pictured here are the blue jeans I bought to fit into society. I haven’t worn them yet. Conformity in a culture of tailored truths doesn’t seem to be a good fit, and yet… #membershiphasitsprivileges #jackiedaytona