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Picture of Rocky at the Animal Ark in Reno, NV, a wildlife sanctuary for injured and orphaned animals. And yes, I visit him often 😉

Warning, this post is something a little different from what I usually write about, but it is something that happened last night and it got me excited enough to share with you. It’s the little things that often bring me the biggest of joys and I hope you can enjoy as well. ❤️

As the full sturgeon moon was dominating the night sky, it was as if it’s bright afterglow was pointing a flashlight onto Mother Earth. It was late and I was driving home when my headlights caught a set of eyes and a round little figure heading for a storm gutter. Effortless it disappeared, even though it seemed so much bigger than the opening it vanished into. I knew right away what and who had escaped my view so quickly. I had to hang out for awhile to hopefully see more and turned into the quiet side road. I came to a stop in front of the storm gutter that was to my right and I waited full of hope to be granted another glimpse.
It was silent, nothing happened and for a moment I thought for sure that I had scared the round little fur ball off. I was almost ready to leave as little hands emerged, reaching towards the full moon. Eventually a head was peeking out, looking from side to side until the entire little creature was finally sitting next to the drain. Just sitting there, waiting, it was looking up at the moon as if it was admiring it’s beautiful glow. Then another set of hands appeared as yet something else caught my eye. It was moving from the other side of the street and came from the house that was engulfed by trees, warning signs to keep out and strange metal signs that adorned the fence, one of them being a raccoon crossing sign, along with other somewhat creepy little statues of skulls and demons. The vegetation had grown in so much and was so thick, you could have thought that you found yourself in a little patch of jungle. You couldn’t even see what the actual house looked like and the vegetation served as a living fence. That was exactly where the movement came from and I turned my head towards that direction.

And then I saw her and there she was….Roslyn….the neighborhood raccoon. It wasn’t our first encounter and I always kept an eye out for her when I drove through the neighborhood at night, but I hadn’t seen her in forever. And yes I did name her as I do all animals I come in contact with, since they are all living souls to me. 😉

Roslyn had come out of the shrubs, walking side ways with her back arched and rounded like a cat who was going to defend her little pack against the steel monster. She appeared to be floating across the road, on her tippy toes all while never losing eye contact with me. It looked a bit silly, like a coon stand off, (wait is there such a thing lol) and it made me smile as she danced across the road to say the least. She saw me, or perhaps I should say that it was me who saw her for the first time this evening. I was sure that while I was watching her babies, I was the one being watched by her and perhaps she had taken on this stance with the instinct of protecting her young. My windows were rolled down during this warm summer night as she paused in front of my car just a short distance away. She was still impressive and unpredictable and for a moment I considered if she was going to attack my car or crawl underneath. But then her back was beginning to relax and though she knew I was there, perhaps I was no longer a threat.

The second baby had emerged by now as she went to greet her family, reassuring them with motherly love that everything was ok. Reunited, it was neat to watch them interact for a few minutes before Roslyn began to step back out into street towards the jungle house. She stopped in front of my car and looked at me while I was fumbling with my phone and another camera trying to get a picture. Of course to no avail and it was too dark. She turned towards her young and made a noise I had never heard before. Immediately her little ones jumped into action as she called them to follow her. The little raccoon train past in front of my car and turned left to walk past the side of my window. I looked out and saw the little gang pass right underneath me. For a moment our eyes met as Roslyn looked up at me before the three bodies vanished into the thick bush. For a few minutes she had granted me to watch her and her family and I was happy that the timing had aligned and I got to see the proud Momma and her pack.

I will be looking for you Roslyn ❤️


I'm a dreamer and hopeless romantic who believes that there is always a silver lining to everything. Now, inspired by the simple life, I have learned that less is more and that we find magic all around us if we take the time to notice. Life is a journey and a process that is ever changing. We are constantly evolving in the matter of who we are as we align our stars and shed a past no longer in line with our highest self. I don't easily fit conventional norms, not because I'm a rebel, but because of resenting the pull that threatens to take me away from my true beliefs and my unique personal identity. I support the power of "Choice" and the ability for us to be the architects of our own lives. Some of these choices should have something a little wild about them as they form the moments that forever stay edged in our memory and make our hearts beat with wonder. Nobody will remember the ordinary. For myself, I'm a warrior who has fallen many times, who has gone through trails an tribulations and who is no stranger to adversity. After all, my choice remains clear, to get back up and stand stronger than ever. To recognize that it often takes our darkest moments to mold us into who we were meant to be. I have learned to trust the process and stay positive through the challenges. I trust it to be the only way to prevent my heart from hardening and allowing bitterness to creep in. I believe in the power of "NOW" as it is the only moment we truly ever have. The past is gone, unchangeable and the future hasn't happened yet. All we can impact is the current moment. Everything starts with a choice and hopefully with one that has something wild about it and may even scare you to death to execute. DO IT...I promise you won't regret it. This blog is my voice to share my Journey. If I could describe this adventure in short, I would call it "Spiritual awakening" with a yearning for "Freedom" and going after the things that truly matter. To seek a less complicated life that is stripped down from the many obligations and responsibilities that often tie us down. For me it is a life free of rules and regulations, one that allows me to escape the must expectations while jumping off the hamster wheel that is spinning faster all the time. To be on my own time and live each day to the fullest, to make it all slow down by banishing routine and unleashing my creativity/artistic values in an effort to entertain whatever subject comes to mind. And if lucky, to perhaps offer a different view to my readers, one that speaks to your soul vs. the demands of what society might expect. It is one that empowers you to be your unique self and follow the beat of your own drum. I am dreaming big as I trail blaze the path to a new life and becoming a storyteller. I find my inspiration in the little things in life, in Mother Nature and on the trail that provides the adventures and the backdrop for a book someday. My hope is to inspire "Courage" in others who might find themselves on the brink of taking that first step. This blog serves as a foundation for my collection of personal thoughts, opinions and experiences and by no means am I an expert on any topics mentioned. To my readers I would say that the universe connects us by a common thread, we all search and we all have something to say. We don't always have to meet in person to share a strong bond and people enter our path for a reason. Some stay for a short time and serve their purpose, while others teach us a lesson and help us become stronger through experience. And a few special ones remain as the treasures we hold dear over a lifetime and touch our hearts beyond means. In whatever way we are meant to be, I thank you for crossing my path and for stopping by. I hope that I have left you inspired, full of wonder and with a few "Wild Choices" to make....Hugs XO

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