Our first 'launching' out was back to Colorado for the 'Medicine Horse Program' in Boulder Colorado, for 'Mustang Awareness Days'. After diligently packing and loading the Mustang Mansion and the truck, I made my way towards Chama to pick up my assistant for the weekends event. It was an incredible drive from the start as we headed over the first of many passes, the first with snow and a heavy mist in the air...we felt like we were driving into the 'unknown' which to some degree did parallel with the unknown of how we would return home to NM as I had just enough funds to get us there to the event...how to get home...I put that in the hands of the Divine One, trusting that the 'call'" would fulfill the need...my newest term...'Recklessly Responsible'...I think its a trend that will carry on as we scatter much seed across the miles sharing the message of Our American Mustang.
The views were incredible all the way as we took back rural roads to get the best eye candy for our buck, I am not one who enjoys interstate driving as you miss so much of what the 'real Americana' is about. So we began! We arrived just before dark at Medicine Horse and parked the Mustang Mansion in the hay barn for the night to bed down after we unloaded and set up for the next morning, as I brewed us a cup of coffee, and cooked dinner on the adorable aqua vintage stove, the winds swayed us as we filled our bellies and hoped for a full house and event the following morning. As we unzipped what I call the 'bumblebee' sleeping bags *they are a pod design with black and yellow fabric my husband picked out* we chuckled as we bedded down and turned out the lights...not much later the trusty little songs began as the winds chimed through the aluminum channel and wooed us to sleep, I am greater gaining a love for the hugs this little Mustang Mansion gives as it cradles you to sleep at night.
Morning came early, and we washed our faces and put on our hopeful best for a great event of bringing greater awareness to the need surrounding our wild mustangs for preservation and protection. A great day filled with wonderful speakers, art, photography, books, slideshows, mustang performances, and mustangs themselves. Along with a full set up of original art, novelty items and a collection of artsy creations from other artists laid out to promote the mustang'...I performed a few songs including 'My Spirit Runs Wild and Free it is the song of the Mustang as they loose their freedom on the very lands promised them back in 1971 following the Wild Horse and Burro Act. By 3pm things were winding down and my husband called to see how things were going and how I would make my way home, haha...I chuckled with all sincerity on the phone sharing that I had absolutely no idea, lol. Trusting that the Divine would intervene and make a way out of nowhere...and behold...at 10 minutes to closing the event, good friend and mustang supporter who has followed my shenanigans on Facebook (which I must say I love meeting all of you facebookies fave to face and giving the hugs after all our time of typing keys to connect, it is a wonderful connecting tool!) Karen purchased a lovely print just short of my stressing how we would get home, affording just the gas needed to make our way back over that beautiful Chama pass to NM.
My trusty assistant that joined me, Samantha was an incredible helpmate in packing, setting up and packing again, she much enjoyed the travels in the Mustang Mansion as we toured across the state, putting a few extra miles as I got lost continuously. We ate the breakfast of champions the next morning, Starbucks and cold pizza...it was wonderful! Making our way through more country roads (after getting lost all evening prior) to finally hitting the route and gazing once again at the beauty from what I will title the book to follow the tour (Views from the window seat)...we do live in a incredible nation, with prairie and meadow, valleys low and mountains high...we must fight to preserve our land, the heritage of the land...for miles as I drove I was reminded and confirmed of this at every new turn, at every snow capped mountain that appeared at the next bend...we must value and preserve the natural beauty that was given for our indulgence by the Creators hand...once gone, gone forever. See you on the roadways with continued stories as we journey onward...