The wind

Today is a good day, yesterday restored my faith once again in beings. I never lost faith, I am just continually reminded of how giving and loving people naturally are. As I write this in a little German bakery in Tehachapi, having my morning coffee I prepare myself for the next six days to Kennedy meadows, reflecting on the kindness I've been showed by this beautiful desert, looking Forward to my last little stroll in the wind and dust. We got in to Tehachapi yesterday, coming in was intense, 60-70 mile per hour winds, I feel I know a little closer how it feels to be a bird, surrounded by the dwarfing wind turbines, looking off the mountain at the desert floor we could see dust tornados spinning around. Pensive... I believe is the mood the desert has showed me, I enjoy my dwelling in this state, it has taught me much. I have had this idea or rather question lately I have asked a few friends, if you have a white box in front of you endless and vast is the inside and you can create the environment within this box before placing yourself within it, what would that look like? The answer has never seized to amuse me, I find everyone's answer to be an unveiling of what resonates with their being, it's beautiful to visualize and explore their environment. Try this exercise if you wish, I think you will find it useful. I met a guy named Daniel yesterday who was taking hikers around town and restocks the water cache in the mountains, he showed me a picture of a beautiful cabin in the mountains he built that was burnt in the wildfire, he called it his sanctuary, he told me that when he goes and stocks the cache up in that area he sits there and imagines himself home again, he seems to have found great peace in this. Whether he knew it or not, what he had said had showed my his white box, I learned a lot from Daniel in the thirty minutes we talked and I believe to be better from the conversation we shared. I don't know if I must share anymore today, I am still in reflection of the past and present. I am so thankful, I am thankful to be breathing, to be feeling, to have been spoken so directly to by people, to have seen the stars align. I bow to the mother and the father in gratitude for their continual giving. 

~SAGI

5/23

Good vibes all around, Aqua Dulce (mile 454) has received me well. Today is full of thankfulness due to the fact that two of my truest friends join me today, I shall kick the dust to Canada with them. Yesterday I wrote a long and detailed blog and of course my phone died and I no longer have those words. So this will be a short and half sweet rundown of my past week. The trend this last section seems to have been very up..down..up..down, along with the avoidance dance to maneuver around the nasty poodle dog bush, it sounds cute but I have heard horror story's of the reaction to this bush from past hikers. My hand grazed a bush, I became a hypochondriac for a day due to the story I heard about a guy's hand being nearly amputated from a reaction. Whether this story is true I can not speak for but I still have my hand...I still have my hand, thankfulness be to this! I spent a lovely day in Wrightwood, complete with banana bread from my mother, which was the motivation for hiking 24 miles before 2:30 to get to town. We layed in the grass and ate two loafs in almost one sitting, hiker hunger has kicked in! Did my longest day yesterday, 36 miles, we did some night hiking under the waxing moon, the contrast of the moon light on the mountains was magic. I should share some philosophical thoughts I am contemplating but that will have to wait until next blog, I may say that I exist and being in this element gives a whole new light to that existence. The desert is painted with magic, communion is true, I am alive and well!
May green be the grass you walk on
May blue be the skies above you
May pure be the joys that surround you
May true be the hearts that love you
~Sagi

5/13

Today we are in Big Bear City, we are at a trail Angel's house named "Papa Smurf" and "Mt Mama". They are a beautiful couple helping out hikers however they can, it all started when they picked up a hiker hitching to town last Memorial Day, they decided to start opening they're house up to hikers and now they serve almost 20 a night, meals and all. It's pretty incredible to have such support from people who have never even hiked the trail, they just believe in what your doing and want to help you do it. "Trail magic" is true magic! The first day out of Idyllwild we climbed San Jacinto, it was a foggy day in the mountains, we got to the top of the mountain above the clouds and laid in the sun, ah the sun after two days of rain. We stayed at trail angel "Ziggy&Bear's" house, we soaked our feet in hot water while eating ice cream...what a rough life we live! Trail angels leave surprise soda/water cache's in random spots along the trail, we enjoyed a Shasta soda under interstate I-10 bridge, and better understood why hobo's dig bridges. The cache we found saturday had a recliner on top of the mountain, we managed to fit four dirty hikers on it and watched the sun set. If all this to say, I have been showed nothing but complete kindness from the trail and people in support of this trail. On top of San J peak I had this feeling of being a foreigner, "to review this all as a foreigner",  I wrote in my journal. To wake up each morning in the realization that everything you will experience that day is a completely foreign reality, there is great zeal in this realization. I have been asked if there is any sort of revelation to which I could attest. I may say that revelation is taking place, not in the form of language or any such thing I can explain but in perception. I can say I am in adoration of the people and environment I am with, and for this perception which was not found, but rather unveiled, I am thankful. It is important to realize that these realizations lie not only to people given my opportunity but to everyone, in every walk of life. I do nothing different from any other person, I wake up, I eat, walk, eat, use the "bathroom", walk, eat, sleep, it is all the same but to notice each action as something Devine, you are the breathe of life. These places only make you realize that the day to day process is not the point, it is in what manner you choose to repeat this human routine. 

    I must get food and get walking again, it is a beautiful day for a walk, I wish happy trails to all of you! 

Lovingly,

-Sagittar 

5/6

Today I am in Idyllwild, Ca, a cozy little town nestled in the mountains, staying in a room with showers and a sink, a bed, a couch, three good friends, it's too much, I don't know what to do with myself. The mountains are thick with fog and rain, so it is a much welcomed change of pace. The past few days of my walk have been beautiful, the mountains are flourishing with wildflowers, the giant pines continually make me stop in my tracks to acknowledge their size, I tell them thank you for enduring so long so I may enjoy them. We've been in the San Jacinto wilderness, I did a 26 mile day yesterday into the mountains, I hardly noticed due to my amusement with the surroundings, a truly Devine place. The people I am surrounded with out here are beautiful, full of love, and a true love for these wild places, everyone's continually helping each other however they may. I am feeling a since of community here I have yet to experience, a true trail family. I am overcome with thankfulness everyday I wake, to be able to immerse myself in living this way, I am realized not everyone is in a place in life to be able to do so, I count it a blessing. I go to bed at night close to the mother, my feet covered in the dust, a blessed meal in my stomach, an open sky above me, full of constellations, I have all I need.
-Sagittar