Tuesday, November 26, 2013

I made it

While remembering to pull the car over and busting out in a dance party along the coast, of course.  








































My sister lives on a beautiful mountain and reuniting myself with nature has been so healing.

My new amethyst crystal giving me good ju-ju while I'm here, yo.

Here is a list of books I bought (at Powell's- the worlds largest bookstore located in Portland) that are must reads while I'm here:



I'll let you know if they are worth picking up. I'm about half way through all of them.

Namaste!


Trees Of Mystery





































    The Trees of Mystery is a roadside attraction off of the 101 just South of Oregon. It used to be populated by Native Americans. They called it"The Land of Spirits."
    Its filled with redwood trees which grow in various unique shapes and sizes. For instance, long ago a tree fell over yet various trees grew on top of it and it never decomposed although it was completely unattached to the soil.
    The land was going to be destroyed but a man bought it and turned it into a tourist attraction. Once I got over the touristy feel, it was one of this most puzzling things I've ever seen- not to mention utterly gorgeous. 
   The "End of Trail" museum contains Native American artifacts accompanied by a strange feeling. If you talk to the workers, they will tell you about the Native American spirits that haunt the museum and make their presence known to them.




  I took a beautiful gondola ride above the Trees of Mystery up to a viewing deck in which you could take in the mountain range and survey the Pacific Ocean. I had a moment of silence on the ride down reminding myself that I am present- peering out at the breath taking beauty in spite of the height and a shaky ride.

I also highly suggest going to the back of the shop and looking at the crystal collection. I obtained some beautiful crystals for a very low cost.

























 The myth behind crystals.....


Rose Quartz- Famous for attracting and keeping love, rose quartz is also used when it comes to healing one's heart from pain and disappointment. 

fengshui.about.com

Optical Calcite- Calcite is also a stone of spirituality and wisdom. Calcite is a protecting, grounding and centering stone, and can help bring inner peace. Since calcite also promotes creativity and imagination, this inner peace it can bring is a vibrant one.
  
Mica- It is said to help eliminate negative personality traits by helping one recognize them. It is used to diminish anger, hostility, and nervous energy. 

Amethyst-  Amethyst is a meditative and calming stone which works in the emotional, spiritual, and physical planes to provide calm, balance, patience, and peace. Amethyst is a purple quartz believed by the ancient Romans to prevent drunkenness. The word amethyst comes from the Greek word "amethystus" meaning not drunken, or intoxicated.

meanings.crystalsandjewelry.com

Geode Halves- Each is unique and provides spiritual aid and growth.

 




Be at peace with yourself. Compare yourself to the landscape.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Point Reyes

   Point Reyes is a town about an hour north of San Francisco. 

    In Point Reyes there is something called the National Seashore which is high up in elevation and possesses a light house and a panoramic view of the ocean. Sign me up, right? Pretty sure that is exactly where I'm looking to go.

      Nothing prepared me for the beauty I was about to face. The little touristy town is so small, "beachy" and secluded, that it alone was an interesting experience. There is such a simplicity that is lost when living in the city.

    In order to get to the National Seashore you have to drive about twenty miles up- which feels like forever over plows and plows of land filled with cows. There comes a point where you're likeeeeee, "Hoookaiii... where the fuck am I goingggg?!"

    But when you finally reach the site.... ohhh myyy gawwwwww. I must admit, at first I was quite frightened because the winds were blowing harder then anything I've ever experienced (you had to shout to be heard), there wasn't a soul that could be spotted anywhere and I was so high up I could literally touch the clouds. My nerves were at an all time high.

    Continuing to walk behind a rusty gate and trusting that I was going to find something, I kept heading on foot which seemed like another 5 miles in the freezing cold. I finally made it to the lighthouse and it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. The sound of the wind was replaced by waves crashing and an entire view of the ocean. I can't even describe it. When I would look left there was nothing but water that would never end. When I would look right there was nothing but water that would never end. It was absolutely stunning and breath taking.  
   
     Finally the cold got the best of me and I had to leave, but if you are near San Francisco, if you don't check it out you will be making a mistake. There's nothing that can knock you off your feet and remind you how human you are- how much more there is to life- than a scene like that.








   

Wednesday, November 20, 2013






































Mount Sutro Hill is a beautiful natural haven in the heart of San Francisco.
I suggest finding this spot to anyone passing by.


Monday, November 18, 2013

I woke up in a strange town.

Ay, San Francisco.
I came into this town with the flu. But I didn't care. Nothing was going to stop me from getting out of LA and beginning my journey.
Although I had mixed emotions here, I tried very hard to find my inner peace. I understood that each thought and emotion that came into my mind was part of the process. I wanted so badly to find myself. I didn't want to be a girl that LA chewed up and spit out. This was my story, this was my world and I planned to create a beautiful haven for myself.

The fog was so beautiful. I looked up at the Golden Gate bridge and tried to push my fever away.









The Pacific Coast Diaries


Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water.
And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes
you cannot even breathe deeply, and
the night sky is no home, and
you have cried yourself to sleep enough times
that you are down to your last two percent, but

nothing is infinite,
not even loss.

You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day
you are going to find yourself again.

(F. Butler)