Sleeping Next To The Mountain--From Sarah

Last night Tia and I slept on the front porch of the old 1930s magnificent horseranch directly under the mountain.  We felt her blessing all night outside, and at 5:00 a.m. I could feel her moist droplets on my face.  At 6:30 a.m. we awoke to bits of snow on our bed.  It feels as if there is a mother ship directly over us watching, blessing, caring, loving, nourishing, and in the dawn of my eyes just before they opened, I can see the rainbow flakes of light.  Yesterday Dove and I scooted down the mountain on our plastic trash bags on our bottoms.  We are so grateful for all of you.  Thank you!