In life there are friends & benches

& gardens of love. As often as you can go into nature & be with your
friends.

Mecca

Many Edgar Cayce A.R.E. members consider coming to headquarters in
Virginia Beach is much like when spiritual pilgrims journey to a
sacred place. Here you see RiverJosh and Dreama in the Meditation
Garden. "Oolala!" Dreama exclaimed. "Water! Whee!"

On the road again

Here's the gypsywagon when we pulled out from South Carolina heading
toward Virginia Beach.

North until it's time to turn East again

Here we are RiverJosh, Dreama the river otter and Poor Pitiful Poor
all set for the next leg of our journey connecting the dots between
Florence, South Carolina and Norfolk, Virginia where we'll all set up
camp in Lynne and Peter Miceli's yard. There's water there in their
backyard reminescent of the way we have the water of Fish River in our
backyard. Oh joy! Journeying. Ah... wonder-full wonders- Grand
Adventures!

Poor Pitiful Pearl

We have a batch of friends traveling with us on our journey. One of
them is Poor Pitiful Pearl. She has a part to play in Susan's
introduction of her friend Elizabeth Waitekus' LIFE SEAL workshop on
Thursday, June 23, 2011 @ Edgar Cayce's Association for Research and
Enlightenment.

the first day of our journey

And so on Sunday, the first day of our journey, we drove North then
East, straight on until we reached Florence SC. Did we stop and camp?
No! After 22 hours of driving in the past 2 days (Saturday 10 hours
from Steve's mom's in Victoria, TX to our Audubon Place South Good
Time Gang abode on Fish River Sunday 12 hours from our Fish River
dwelling place to Florence, SC) Steve and Susan opted for/ chose the
comfry pillows and hot running water at the Hampton Inn at the
crossroads. They could park the gypsywagon in the Inn's parking lot
and walk to get something to eat at a nearby Olive Garden. In the
warmth of the early Monday morning sun we made a 90 degree turn and
headed North on the second day of our journey. [Note: When some people
see UFOs they say the aliens in a spacecraft meditate together and in
this way turn the craft 90 degrees and jump into another reality/
dimension of consciousness.] When I, Susan, travel I am often
intriqued and dellighted in the wonders of the scenery in the
different places I visit. The people I meet along the way as I travel
are such interesting characters. The tales they tell to me open up the
world for me from different windows and doorways that have led them on
their own paths with heart.

Their journey begins

The birds sang the sun awake on the fated day of their departure.
RiverJosh climbed aboard his trusted blue steed Libertina with the
magical, mystical gypsywagon hooked on behind. He let his otter friend
Dreama ride up front. They left the realm of their home stomping
grounds on their Fish River that flowed into The Gulf. They headed
North and East in the general direction of another shore on the
Eastern shoreline of their huge, vast, expansive country. They started
out from LALALand/ Lower Alabama. They went North to the capital city
Montgomery in the middle of their state, then turned right heading
East toward Hotlanta in Georgia the next state over from their home
state. And so RiverJosh's gypsywagon adventures began...