I have been back from my trip for a few days now, and am
also doing my best to adjust to losing an hour to the Daylight Savings Time
switch. This one is so much harder than
the change back to standard time in the fall!
My travels took me to Las Vegas for a few days and then on to a very
nice hiking trip in Death Valley, California.
This was an organized group tour, and we were in the desert just in time
to view the spring bloom of the wildflowers.
Getting there was a whole different story.
I had planned on flying from the Durango airport, which is
about 60 miles east of my house, to Las Vegas.
The flight was to leave at 3:30 on Saturday afternoon. as
those of you who live in the US
know, we had a humongous and long lasting winter storm that affected almost all of the
country last week. That was Thor. Cute, eh?
As I was packing for the trip on Friday afternoon, I was keeping an eye on
the weather, and the outlook was not very good.
At that time, several feet of snow was being predicted for the area
around the airport, and it was looking doubtful that my flight would be leaving
on time, or leaving at all. In addition
to that, the route to the airport goes over a mountain pass that can be very
treacherous if the weather is bad.
What was I to do? The
tour started on Sunday afternoon, and I really didn’t want to miss even a
single minute of it. I could have gotten
trip insurance at that late hour, but even if I was delayed getting into Las
Vegas I would still have had to find my own transportation to Death Valley to
catch up to the group. Big stress was
starting to set in about that time! My
mind was spinning.
As can often happen in these situations, a solution can just
pop in when you least expect it, usually during a time when your mind relaxes a
bit. My guidance came through and said
“Just drive!” Whoa!!! Just drive?
I hadn’t even considered that possibility amongst the others that I was
mulling over. In that instant, my whole
plan did a switch and I canceled my flight. I then started readjusting my packing, got out my maps, and
readied my Garmin GPS to use in the car.
By the time I went to bed on Friday night, I had thrown everything I would
need in the car, including food, water, and a blanket, and figured that I would
sort it all out when I got to Las Vegas.
On Saturday morning, it was not snowing here when I got up,
but an hour later, there was already an inch and a half of new snow on the ground. I had to get going quickly. Off I went.
The streets in Cortez were a sheet of ice, but I just drove slowly and
carefully out of town. I was on a mission! Griping the steering wheel, and white
knuckled, I drove straight south about 140 miles to Gallop, New Mexico. That was the worst part of the trip, and it took
about 3 ½ hours. The roads alternated
between ice and snow packed, wet and slushy, to sometimes easy and dry. On one stretch south of Shiprock, on what was
a divided highway with a 65 mph speed limit, I was limited to driving about 25
mph while staying within the ruts that previous drivers had made going through at
least 6 inches of snow. That was
probably the scariest. Fortunately, the predicted
high winds combined with the snow did not materialize at that point, as very dangerous
whiteout conditions would have occurred.
Once on the interstate, I could drive the 75 mph speed limit
and make up some time. I could finally
relax a bit, as there was no snow there, only high winds. The whole trip took about 10 hours and 570
miles, including a few stops. To this
day, I still do not know if the Durango Airport closed down, but I do not
regret doing the drive. What an
adventure!
The whole point here is to follow your guidance. A solution to any problem will be provided if
you are open to hearing that inner voice.
The next step is to act on that guidance, no matter how nonsensical it
may seem. I could have easily gotten
myself into a whole heap of trouble driving through such dangerous conditions,
but I like to think that I did it in a safe and sensible way. What about other drivers who were not so safe
and sensible, and who might have gotten me into an accident? I just trusted that that possibility was not
in the cards for me that day, and concentrated on the goal at hand.
So what if a situation happens to you where you need to make
a move fast, or relocate in a hurry? Just
look at the weather disasters we have had in the US in recent years. Floods, hurricanes, tornadoes, and blizzards
to name a few. What about fires, train
derailments, or plane crashes? What if
there are several choices of what to do?
How do you choose? Our Higher Selves
know exactly what we should do or where we should go. The trick is to listen and not let our analytical
minds get in the way. Then trust and act. I do not regret doing the long round trip
drive. It was exhausting but at the same
time, it allowed me to drive through a beautiful part of the country that I was
unfamiliar with. I trusted and
acted and received many gifts in the process.
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