Escape to Moab

Got back from Moab a few days ago. Absolutely beautiful, one of my favorite places. Good mix of wild desert and wild people. Oh, and a good microbrew everywhere you turn.

Beers aside, Moab has an interesting thing about it. Though it is developing and there are more than enough people to keep you busy, there is still plenty of space to call your own. We got in (very) late the first night, and incredibly found an open campsite right on the river right away. I was ready for some quality sleeping, and I cannot express how much I loved doing it under the stars. That first night was completely clear. The sky was, anyway...

I was astounded by the noise in my own head. Thoughts of REI, YouthLINC, the Bennion Center, people, places, things I didn't need to be thinking about. It took some hard concentration to make it all stop - and it didn't all happen then. From this and other events over the course of the next few days, I realized how much I need more silence in my own life. Of every kind. Just space to think. Perhaps that means more trips to Moab - or just a different way of living.