Home is where your horse is

Here's a look into my mom's country paradise. The song "I get by with a little help from my friends" couldn't be more true. My mom couldn't own a place like this, but thanks to her good friend Ben, she's able to live in a dragon's lair complete with horses, gardens and collectibles. Nothing is permanent and the journey is everything - thank you Ben for making this part of the journey so beautiful.

The Mountain

We start off Virginia's blog with her own words written during her visit to Mt. Shasta just a few weeks ago courtesy of JT.

SHASTA

So icy cold to my touch
So silent to my ears
So white to my eyes
So still
So perfect
So beautiful.

Where are you today?

I am here in my winter robes of ermine.
I am powerful.
I am royal.
I am Mountain.

My roots go to the center of the earth.
I am the gateway to the center of the earth
and therein lies my power.

In  summer you know the softness of a mountain.
In winter you know the power of mountain.
I am all these all the time.
I am there for you all the time.

And am I not beautiful...