Starting to forget

It is becoming increasingly difficult to remain connected to the world I left behind.  What a great problem to have right now.  Nature has become my favorite aphrodisiac.  It is obvious to anyone that has kept up with my writing that there is a trend to all this.  With my arrival to new rivers, I am always finding ways to reinvent myself.  Most of all, I am able to strengthen my positive attributes while gaining new ones.  It is easy to do when you are knee-deep in crystal clear, glacier-fed rivers and lakes.  A day feels like a week and a week a lifetime.  Finding time to call family and friends is challenging to say the least.  I do not mean to make anyone feel forgotten.  On the contrary, I still wish everyday that one of you are beside me on any one of the days I spend out in the Patagonian wilderness.  I must remind you all that Patagonia is a perfect catalyst for forgetfulness.  It is almost like being in a constant state of meditation and concentration.  My mind goes blank and the only image I am able to maintain is of a river bottom and the passing of water over rocks that were placed there during the last ice age.

My mind, body and spirit are full and overflowing.  I have found a place where I even contemplate giving myself a Mapuchi Indian name and never looking back.  I have always said that traveling allows a person to be whom ever they want to be.  That can be mean transforming yourself completely or allowing your true self to come out.  I have not changed as a person since I left.  I have only become stronger in my belief that nature can heal all, cleanse the soul, and make non-believers into born again Naturalists.  Pacha Mama!  Pacha Mama!  Mother Nature I adore you.  You will be my greatest love in my life and I will continually find ways to bring myself closer to you.

Oh to be in the cleansing waters of Patagonia.  What a joy to see this before the world gets wind of your splendor.  Maybe it already has but I feel like it is still a place where a person can roam freely and with their third eye wide open.  If you could only see what I have seen.  Today I saw glaciers, condors, trout, rivers, lakes, rare birds, and a night sky that makes one kneel with the feeling that life is being lived. I have lost my ability to shed a tear at the sight of beauty.  Yet I am always reminded that there is something around the corner that might just change that for me.

3hree

muddy waters