Reflections

As I sit here, with cool weather coming upon us, reflecting on these past 9 years since I started blogging back in February, 2003, I am struck by the journeys I have been on.  I have been looking at a few of the keepsakes that are here with me: the glass bottle with dirt from Dine Bikeyah, the doll called "Gypsy" that Robby got me as a gift, the cedarwood flute I am learning to play, and the few photos about the room with friends and places from the journey.   These past 9 years have brought many people into my life: Skot and Rachel, Lia McCoo, Ceicly, Aaron, Dino, Randi, Ernestine, and so many, many more than I can list (or spell all the names of... ~_^)  And of course, it brought me Robby, too!

One of the biggest surprises and blessings has been my little sister, Chissy, and her son (my nephew), Ethan, entering my life.  Chrissy was a surprise to me on so many levels.  First that she was in my life, after not being for 24 years.  Now, I am shocked that we have become best of friends, the "forever friends" that sisters should be.  Tis not a bad shock, but a joy I never dared dream would be mine.  What a blessing it is to have Chrissy and Travis back in my life again!


So many things have changed over the past 9 years, but these three remain the same: my love for Celtic Christianity, my desire to journey and travel for God, and the calling (now clear) to Dine Bikeyah.

"May Iosa's peace rest with you all, and may you each find your journey-tasks!  Blessings! Amen."

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Life's adventures...

Monsoon rains have come.  And this makes an already exciting existence more adventuresome.  It also make daily work more difficult. I cant take my bike, Gypsy, out because our old paved roads get too slick with the rains.  Gas is too expensive to drive my husband's truck, Rez Rocket, just around town.  She is a good truck, but as a 1986 Chevy Scottsdale, she is also a gas drinker at slow speeds.  So its foot for us for a while.  That can be a challenge, as monsoon rains come up fast and some times with little warning.
But it can be fun to out ran the rains...

Yesterday, I was at the open air market (sometimes called a flea market out here), and one of the vendors had an awesome ammo box, a good pocket knife, and a very used tool bag, perfect for my bike, Gypsy.  The ammo box and knife were for my husband's birthday, which is today.  I love the open market!

~ Traveller Gal, out!

New Bike, "Gypsy"!

Joy of joys!  I was blessed today to be able to add a bicycle back into my life.  She is blue and silver, and I have dubbed her "Gypsy", as it seams the truck, "Gypsy Dakota" might not be with us long.  At last I can ride about as in the old days... I can fly on my wheels and feel the wind in my face.   Truly, having a bike to get around even for short rides keeps me from going crazy.  I dont feel so trapped.  Sure walking is cool, but riding "Gypsy" is better!

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Didean is No More...

Didean will have to close her doors before she ever officially opened.  *La sigh*  And we only hosted 3 travellers, not counting Robby or me... prior to closing!  Why might you ask, because Jo and my jobs are both no more.  Her husband works as does Robby, but their limited janitorial work does not come close to paying the bills.
*Cries* And all this is while Robby is in Tennessee still!  What to do? What to do?!  What to do?!?

Maybe this means it is time to begin the road to Robby and my journey-task.... is Dine Bikeyah calling...
Some of our family in Tennessee has offered to give us a place to stay, but there is no chance we will do that before we get married... so then... We must move our wedding day up.  I have the dress... the rest... that is up to Him.  ^_^  The open road is calling, and at last I can go forward!

~ Traveller Gal, out!