Stream of Miracles

What does an avid traveler do when stuck in quarantine? I open my travel journal and start to travel in my mind back to places I've been. I've written books, but I've never shared my journals. This is my heartfelt gift to share the memories I hold private and dear. The writings in italics are my actual journal entries. The plain text is information I think will help the reader follow the spaces where I didn't journal.

June 24, 2017 Seattle, WA

We are one week away from a trip/journey of streaming miracles. Everything leading up to this journey points to greatness. We (Jason, Sophia, Eloise and Penny) will fly from Seattle to Cusco, Peru in one week. Penny is almost two years old and has no idea the adventure she is in for. Sophia is 14, on her way to her freshman year of high school. This is a BIG summer for her--regardless of this trip. She is on the precipice of adulthood. The true teen years of awkwardness, awakening, angst, pushing boundaries and finding where she might fit into society. The perspective she will gain from being immersed into an ancient culture will be invaluable to her growth over the next 4 years of high school. Eloise is 12. She is spunky and sassy. Seeing and experiencing Peru will be equally as important to frame her teen years.

I just turned 40 and feel as if I'm on a spiritual, synchronistic path of enlightenment and I am realizing the true power of the light I carry. Jason is my soul mate, the father of Penny, step-father to Sophia and Eloise. He is a new father, his responsibilities as a human have increased and he is realizing a love of life that can be much deeper than I think he thought was possible. This journey will most likely be the most transformative for him...and I think he thinks he is just along for the ride....and so am I. I am very excited for the ALL of us!

I want to give a little background as to how we ended up going to Peru. Jason and I owned an art gallery for 5 years. It was named Mind Unwind and was an interactive, creative space. I liked to explain it as 'A playground for the creative imagination.' We had a little bar inside called The Treehouse Lounge that was open in the evening for people to come drink wine and paint or be creative. We hosted many art events and positive social gatherings that sparked a lot of connections and spirited ideas. During one event we were having, a girl came up to me and told me that someone had told her to come to our gallery to meet me. At the time, this was pretty common for me. A lot of people had come in to meet me for one reason or another and it was always fun to see and hear why each person was drawn to our space.

Her name was Tasha and we started talking. She told me about her jewelry that she made, she showed me pictures and it was beautifully