Enter the Pathless Woods

Dear Friend,

Four years ago, I was in a Temazcal(sweatlodge) ceremony in Teopisca, Mexico and I had a vision about my future. I closed my eyes and saw myself walking down Highway 93 South, a beautiful B.C. mountain highway that I travelled as a child and as an adult. As I walked south down the highway, the highway behind me churned up into an impassable rumble. It was a clear sign that there was no going back to where I had come from. I kept walking and entered a pathless woods. With each step I took, I created my trail. Raven flew above, and I was given the message that the path would be created with each creative endeavor that I embarked on.