Day 6: Solo biking, solo wine tasting, and multi-collaborative open mic

September Retreat
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Beginning of my bike ride along the Colorado River in Palisade and Clifton, CO.

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I cannot get over the energy I obtained while in the presence of those beautiful mesas.

I instantly found that downtown Palisade is easily the friendliest place on Earth. I took my time speaking with all the store owners who were full of inspiration and compliments.

My wine tastings in Wine Country were so enjoyable. I was referred to St. Kathryn’s Cellars, where I tasted various different fruity wines in the back room. These were, by far, my favorite. In the front room, I talked with the servers and tasted more prominent wines. All were delicious. I also savored fudge tastings, while I was at it. The last three photos were taken at Red Fox Cellars, where I stopped in but did not partake in wine tastings here.

img_3006I believe the highlight, and most magical part of this day and the ending of my Palisade/ Grand Junction journey was playing at an open mic with a kindred spirit I’d met only two days earlier. I persuaded another friend who happened to live in Grand Junction to participate in open mic as well– someone I had known as the result of frequently attending open mics in Cheyenne. This night definitely made me feel at home. I met so many friendly, welcoming musicians and friends of musicians at Rockslide in Grand Junction. Although it was a cold night, I didn’t notice, because there was so much warmth in the collective music scene.

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Day 4~ Palisade/ Downtown Grand Junction

September Retreat

My host, Poppy, prepared a breakfast of Palisade peaches, coffee, and homemade muffins. I thoroughly enjoyed every portion of this meal along with the scenic view of the vineyard and the Mesa. I couldn’t get enough of it; the sunlight pouring through this large window seemed eternal. There was something so sacred about the mesas to me… Just being present in a valley surrounded by them was enough to fulfill my spiritual desires, whatever those may have been. 

I drove up the Grand Mesa as the sun was setting the first day I pulled into this area. Driving down The Mesa Canyon along the majestic Colorado river was reviving; the magnificence of it all silenced my thoughts so that I was able to simply expand my own presence into this canyon. 

I couldn’t resist the pull of gravity to walk towards the Mesa around sunset as it turned pink. I was breath taken… The pleasantly cool air was filled with some sort of magical essence which I could not decipher, but whatever it was- it was full. Perhaps this was enhanced by the full moon that night.

As I walked and ran around the vineyard, absorbing the Grand Mesa energy in the morning air, I perceived the air as humid. I felt like I could finally breathe! According to others along the road, it was not this way. But for whatever reason, I was filled with an energy I had never been able to harness before coming to this place. 


My second place of residency for 4 nights in Palisade, CO

Unfortunately, my phone claimed to be “out of storage space” on and off for the entire day, but I managed to spend my time wisely in downtown Grand Junction without photographic evidence. I met some lovely people and made a point to carry out the conversation longer than necessary in order to acquire an unbiased opinion of this whole area. Coincidentally, every person I became friends with that day was from Southern California. 

I stalled time at a juice bar I found along the way which also offered olive oil tastings. I spent more than half an hour tasting these delicious, fine, and organically sourced oils while talking to the new employee from Southern California. It became natural for me as the day went on to introduce myself to each person, and it was simple to begin with, since normally they introduced themselves to me first. 

I was enthralled to come across an apothecary, since my mission is to find an apothecary to work or intern at. I became fast friends with the enthusiastic woman working there. It wasn’t long before we casually discovered we were both singer-songwriters but hadn’t been playing out much, because we both would rather be playing along with others! The obvious solution to our mutual dilemma was to schedule a jam session the very next day.

Eavesdropping on her conversation with the next customer, I recognized the essential oils she was referring to that were right in front of us: House of Aromatics (from my post PiƱon Pine)! I exclaimed this fact, that I had spent a week where these oils are derived from with the owner, actually making them in the process. She exclaimed that the owner is a good friend of hers- and what a small world! 

I was able to meet my friend Gabe, who had been part of our six week Maya Art and Culture study abroad course in Yucatan, Mexico three summers ago. It had been this long since I’d seen him! We ate dinner at a Nepali restaraunt, satisfying my everlasting craving for Indian food.

Indian food appears to be my stable during the course of this trip, which is not the worst case scenario.