With our hearts turned homeward, we made it into Missouri where we found the living waters flowing, the glory of the setting sun and...

You will see here all I could find to make an altar on this section of the path...broken glass with the living stones on top. A symbol of...

We sleep with the night sounds and stars over head and rise with the morning song birds. Each night we do the queens jewel and run our...

Below you shall see our forward steps into Tennessee. The altars. The prayers. The veggie wraps. Sleeping on the earth. Eating on the...

The next two days have been emotional. I can barely write. The written history is soul disturbing. I meet living people along the way at...

We rise early. It is cold and there is a light mist over the mother mountain. Two nights ago we were standing on Standing Indian...