Water for the Desert

Gone Gone Gone Hail the enlightened voyager -Sanskrit Mantra I'd been deeply in love with the Sonoran Desert forever, it seemed, reveling in companionship and inspiring insights. But overnight, its magical spirit vanished without a trace. No rainy season, no chance to say goodbye or store water in my ribs, as did the Saguaro Cactus, for the thirst to come. It was like waking up one morning next to a longtime lover and wondering, "Who are you and why are we together?" How do you find sustenance through the shock and perplexity of sudden loss? This is the story of that unwelcomed surprise. It could tempt you into soulful encounters and strange teachings. It could beckon you to examine who you really are. It could entice you into following the unpredictable current of shock, loss, and a surprising recovery that just might help prepare you for your own.