when i saw this picture today that i took five moons ago on a pilgrimage through the belly of the earth to the healing waters of a once powerful falls, it looked like a dream which prompted my re-membering a dream of today… like the outer pilgrimage months ago, today’s inner pilgrimage also traverses through the belly of the earth going deeper and deeper into great mystery’s river of loss floating into dreamtime… i’m in a car and we’re winding around a mountain road when i realeyes no one is driving the car… i look around and feel the presence of pure love auto piloting and know i can relax and trust this journey… looking out to the left, i see beloved ocean below flowing in and flowing out and i am filled with peace, love and joy as we continue our spiraling trek around the mountain into the land of rainbow sky where i breathe this moment of awe and rest on the trail of wandering in wonder knowing everything is grace, especially important on a day like today to be reminded and to hear the lost falls’ echoes rising from the river below the river… be here now in divine communion, one with cosmic flow…