Day 17
I didn’t blanket the top half of my body and woke cold at
2:30am. It was another night of bad
dreams. I hit the highway at 6:30am
after doing morning ceremony. There was
crazy traffic at this early hour all over Orange County and LA area. I made it into Santa Barbara at 10am. I pulled up to Taco Bell for food. Then I went to Starbucks to sit on the couch
and charge batteries. Why is it this
Starbucks does not have croissants?
The central coast weather is quite familiar like Santa
Cruz, foggy, over caste. IT has its
charms of lightness, creativity, inspirations.
However I do miss the hot blazing blinding sun of Utah, Arizona. It is in fact drizzling and I am in shorts
and T-shirts. 
I missed the pull out for 10 avocados for 1 dollar. I saw a Blueberry Farm and pulled off south
of San Luis Obispo. I’ve never seen
blueberries like this or tasted this flavorful.
They are the best I’ve had, sweet, and fragrantly flavorful. Some of them are the size of grapes. This was why the air smelled so good and
sweet. I turned the bucket upside down
and sat on it while I ate blueberries off the bushes. I wish I could take these back and share them
with family and friends. Too bad, it
won’t work out that way. I ate so much I
was stuffed to the max, over dose on blueberries. I don’t believe it will be life threatening. I am so happy with my bucket of blueberries I
picked for the road.
My abs are sore from playing in the water yesterday. In May I was sad that I wasn’t having much
fun in my daily life. I think there is
no contention to how I have not been taking care of myself on a daily
basis. Why was having fun, laughing,
happiness on the bottom of my daily to do list.
Drove to Pismo Beach area and ended up in Grover
End. It was cold and sunny at the same
time. I found a sandy groove to lay on
and had to block the cold draft and the blazing sun. It was quite an interesting combination to
juggle. It felt so peaceful to lay on
the beach. There is space to go within
here and feels safe to do so. It’s not a
crowded beach, my kind of beach.
Ate lentil soup and spaghetti ring power heated by the
solar sun off the dash board. It totally
works. I think I am eating too much for
all this sitting and driving. I used the
beach restroom to give myself a shower.
There was no one else around. The
place was super run down and dirty.
With this California car trip, I am clear I that I didn’t
miss anything by not going to UCLA. I
see that I was already in Santa Cruz the whole time, I just didn’t know
that. The SoCal living is just not my
lifestyle at all, not what my soul needs, none of it nutritional feeds me.
From this moment forward, my future daily life shall not
fall short of what I have experienced in these past two and half weeks. The quality of internal strength, peace,
contentment, and sweetness are all difficult to put into words. Each and every day shall not be wasted in any
measure less that that.
I spent time doing art while I waited for my freshly
washed hair to dry by the sun and wind.
The sun turned molten orange gold during sunset while the sea turned
light glistening aquamarine blue and the foamy bubbly waves turned soft
lavender. Magic occurs all the
time. I just don’t take the time to
notice. I don’t bother with the gifts
offered to me effortlessly. I somehow
made it a habit to turn a blind eye.
Nature is a wonderful artist and a beautiful painter. The sky and ocean is an amazing canvas for
infinite possibilities of colors, textures, and patterns.
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| This car get more care than the average human teeth and gums. |
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| I'll need and elevator to get into this truck. |
