{Journal Entry}
I still didn’t feel well when I woke up this morning, so I decided to embark on a mystical journey to the steam caves nestled in Idaho Springs.
There’s a unique magic in being a wanderer, without a permanent home or space. I find solace in driving, as if the car transforms into a sacred cocoon, allowing me to embrace all my emotions in solitude.
As I navigated through the snowy embrace of the Rocky Mountains, a strange sensation overtook me – homesickness, an unfamiliar guest in my heart. Sitting with this feeling, I found myself cherishing the memories of the beautiful life Titan kitty and I shared high above in our cloud-kissed abode.
Approaching the steam caves, I felt as if I was entering the very womb of the Earth. The warm steam whispered ancient secrets, and as I immersed my weary bones into the hot, healing waters, it felt like a gentle embrace from Mother Nature herself.
In the serene quietude, I sang soft prayers and practiced my kundalini Kriyas. It was during these sacred moments that both an energetic and physical shedding occurred, fulfilling the very reason I had come.
Giving thanks to the healing waters, the womb cave, I made my way home feeling a bit lighter in both body and spirit.