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Jealousy
Day Twenty-Four – March 12, 2010
On day twenty-four, I realized that I had completed one-third of my journey. I contemplated spending another day in Tucson to examine another soul connection that had presented itself on Wednesday night, but after gauging the other person’s interest, I decided that the energy surrounding the relationship was just too vague. It was time to hit the road once again, this time heading east on Interstate 10.
I second-guessed my decision to leave until I passed the Sibyl Road exit, #312. Driving past the exit, I saw a hawk fly directly over the interstate. It was circling so low that I could see the patterns in its feathers, illuminated by the sunlight directly above. Witnessing the hawk at this particular exit told me I had made the right decision to move on.
Over the years, the numbers 1, 2, and 3, and any combination thereof, have become a sign that a loved one on the other side is trying to communicate with me. Whenever I saw these numbers, I knew to pay very close attention to everything that was going on around me. The combination of the exit number and the hawk showed me that I was on the right path.
As I continued east on I-10, the truth once again began to unravel in front of me. During this stretch of highway, I knew I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing. Although I was ultimately looking for a new job and place to live, I was on a voyage of discovery. I got the impression that I had to see this journey through until the very end before I knew exactly what my purpose would be going forward.
I reached the New Mexico state line at 1:00 PM. As I crossed over into the “Land of Enchantment,” I put on Deb’s necklace and vowed to wear it every single day while in New Mexico.
I couldn’t help but remember what happened to me the last time I put on the necklace. I had concluded that my chipped tooth and the expense of being towed in San Francisco was the spirit’s way of asking, “Do you truly want to take this journey?” Twenty-four days into the journey, I guess that answer was a definite “Yes!”
I exited Interstate 10 at Lordsburg, New Mexico, and stopped at a local diner for a bite. Walking towards the restaurant, I walked past this old, abandoned motel. It looked like something out of a movie. I wanted to look closer but turned back after seeing the “No Trespassing” sign.
The diner looked very mysterious from the road. There were a lot of cars in the parking lot, so I knew the food had to be good. However, All the curtains in the windows were closed, so I couldn’t see if anyone was inside. I found a dining room full of middle-aged Hispanic women when I walked through the door. These women gathered at the diner regularly. I sat down at my private table and ordered a healthy salad.
After lunch, I turned onto Highway 90 and headed towards Silver City, New Mexico. The traffic sign read, “Silver City—45 Miles.”
About twenty minutes into the drive, I passed a small patch of snow on the side of the road. The elevation gain had been so gradual that I didn’t even notice. I had started at 2584 feet in Tucson and reached nearly 5000 feet.
About twenty-five minutes later, I pulled into Silver City, which was at an elevation of 6142 feet. I drove straight to the historic section of downtown and parked directly in front of an art gallery named “Two Spirits Gallery.”
I knew exactly what “Two Spirits” meant, so I went inside for a closer inspection.
Within just a few moments, I met the gallery owner and discovered that he had moved the gallery from Palm Springs to Silver City in 2007. I spent the next fifteen minutes or so talking to him about Silver City and quickly discovered that the town didn’t have much to offer me on a Friday night. He said that there was a trendy bar down the street, but things got a little crazy from time to time, and he thought it best I stay away. It sounded like good advice to me.
He then gave me his card and told me to call him if I had any questions or needed further assistance. I thanked him for his time and then strolled around the area to see if there were any points of interest.
It took me about thirty minutes to walk around the entire town. I thought about driving to Las Cruces for the night. Las Cruces, however, was two and a half hours away. Since it was getting dark, I decided to find a place for the night. I was not interested in driving any further. Since there were no casinos in town or free campgrounds, I pulled into a KOA. I had never stayed at a KOA Campground before.
I inquired about a parking space, but a cabin only cost $20.00 more. I opted for the warmth of a cabin. The attendant put me in cabin number 5, and my mascot for the night was the Turtle. I got a huge chuckle from the message on the plaque beside my bed.
I spent the rest of the night making my bed, warming my cabin, and updating my journal. I stepped outside of my cabin to look at the night sky. The sky was crystal clear and filled with a billion stars. It was stunning. I went back inside, where it was warm, and prepared for a good night’s rest.
It was on Friday, 03/12/10.
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