Between the hippies meandering aimlessly around in search of jade and arrowheads, the soft flow of water running through an endless bed of river rocks in the lush green forest, rapid changes in weather from sunny blue Southern California skys to a Northern California white out from the fog, or an empty view of the ocean from 1000 feet above the sea, "awe" sits quietly present in ones mind at all times. As a friend suggested of a trip
he took around the country when he was 19, he didn't find himself on his journey to open space, rather, he found the questions that he would need to ask himself over the next few years, in order to fully understand and find his true meaning here. To me, that is Big Sur. My coach, my training companion, and my guide to a little closer understanding of the world.