On my journey a little over two years ago, I was Blessed to discover a small town on the top of Sacramento Mountain. It's in the lower Rocky Mountains.
The town itself only has 380 population. There are two tiny stores that are too expensive, so the journey down the mountain to go for groceries at Walmart is 150 mile round trip.
We are around 6,000ft in elevation. It is in the Lincoln National Forest. It's the first time I have ever lived in a forest, and my spirit so loves it here.
You can see Elk, Mountain Goat, Bear, Mountain Lion, Mule Deer so tame they walk up and smell my hand without food in it ~ which I truly Love. I am an animal whisperer and they feel my Love for them. Raven comes by on a regular basis. I have seen Roadrunner, and there are Grouse as well. And I have never seen so many Hummingbirds in my entire life as come here every summer.
Most of the roads are not paved, and until 1988 the last 15 miles into town wasn't paved...just dirt. They like being isolated up here. There is one restaurant and one lounge. The horse shoe pits is a great place to be on Sundays, as you look over the whole mountain range.
People are different here. In a big city, they are more isolated from each other and overcrowded. Here, even though there is more gossip and meddling (which I hear is common in small towns), they are there for their neighbors in times of trouble. The cost of living is lower, and so are the salaries from the few jobs available here.
There is a huge crystal in the mountain that enhances the work I do. The air is so clean, the area still pristine and you see a beautiful blue sky during the day and millions of stars at night and the moon so close you could lasso it.
Life is much more simplified here...back to basics. Being in this place, I feel so much closer to Spirit. After a lifetime in the suburbs and around cities, this is like a wonderful reward for a life well lived.
There are so hardy folks that live here...women that can clear a lot and work alongside the men, pulling their weight. One is referred to as Chain Saw Barbie...she is tough and works very hard. Becky, raised up by an ex Army Sgt, works harder than some men...she is very self sufficient for a young woman in her twenties.
All I need now is a horse, and you won't see me driving my car anywhere but down the mountain. I have been wanting to live like this all my life. My parents raised me in the suburbs and I longed to be in the country. I would love to have a cedar wood log cabin, a greenhouse to grow all organic food in and a nice studio in which to do my artwork.
I can't wait to see The Sanctuary come to fruition, have the building constructed and help as many as possible with what I have absorbed over the last forty years. It will be very serene. A place of healing using traditional medicine...no, not doctors...i mean the medicine and ways of our ancestors. The old ways are tried and true. And the reason is to help the person, not to profit from their dis-ease.
The purpose of helping someone is to help them be healthier in all four aspects~physical, mental, emotional and spiritual. If this is not done, it will not be complete, and the one you chose to help will not be totally balanced, centered and focused on their healthiest way of living. Coming back here, I chose this place so that the people who find their way here can also heal on this mountain top...it is good for your soul to be in this sacred place.
Returning to the ways of our Ancestors is a vital thing in our lives now. I believe it should be a priority to Honor them and all the wisdom they so generously shared with us along their paths.