Report From the Front Line

 Epic.  "You keep using that word.  I do not think it means what you think it means."  If epic means revival, then yes, it was epic.

I'm definitely happy that I made the trip down to be part of the Dripping Springs experience. Now I love Jesus, you know that, but overall, this rally was just too preachy and bibley for me, something I definitely have a low tolerance for.

The valuable part, which I likely missed most of because I unwittingly, maybe subconsciously, left early, when they escorted Sarah Palin and Ted Nugent out of the venue, right past me and Margeaux too I might add, I, for whatever reason, thought it was over.  That and other people were leaving and Margeaux was just being kind of restless, anxious and weird.  The energy here just wasn't good.  Something is off.

For one thing, it is a very fear based messaging that they are fostering and the Bible thumping fear the Lord energy too.  Love, which they preach, is really letting go of fear, I believe.  This convoy just didn't get the memo. I'm not feeling it.

And although they are talking about the awful reality of human and child labor and sex trafficking, which is ugly, one lady did get very graphic in describing the problem.  It's a reality that people do need to be aware of, I agree, but again, from an energy standpoint, what was coming off was very low vibrational and Margeaux was physically getting to really agitated in the main area of the event. So we left.

Ted Nugent rocked though.  I personally love his irreverent no bullshit persona.  It's kinda sexy, but I digress a whole lot here.

Got to see a little bit of the town, but not much getting gas and going to the grocery store (woo hoo). It seems really dark here. I just couldn't see much. 

But we're spending the night "camping" in the car in the field across from the distillery, so hopefully I will get to see more of Dripping Springs tomorrow before we head out. 

I'm definitely excited to get some sleep tonight. Because of my late start yesterday, I was only able to grab a one hour nap at the Louisiana border rest area from 5:30 to 6:30 this morning.  Twenty hours of driving and I had been up since 7 am the day before. Whew.

I really did pretty well though, pushing through.  I realize how much I like challenges...and accomplishing them.  I guess that's what makes me so stubborn.  I guess that's what makes me want to figure all of this life stuff out.

Here in Dripping Springs, things went pretty much as I expected. I think there is a lot of love, but the inability to see a bigger esoteric picture will always keep these people stuck   And sorry to burst their bubble, but religion has got to go in order for the vibration of the planet to raise. Love must be the only "religion."

So why did I come all the way down here? Did I anchor in the light and love and energy like I had hoped? I tried, but things felt off and edgy and well, I kind of feel like I failed.  Maybe not epically, but if I did make any difference here, I certainly wasn't aware of it.

That's sometimes how life works though.  You often never know who you touch or how, but I for one just hope I do.

So, good night for now. I'm going to tuck myself in and get some sleep in the field and fortunately, in the morning, Margeaux and I can make a short trek over to the Fitzhugh Coffee place.  That will be divine.

And as for the convoy, they are going to meet up in this spot tomorrow and take off for their destination about 20 minutes away from Eagle Pass.  The lead trucker said although this is a peaceful convoy, he's ready to defend anyone in this convoy in whatever way necessary.  There not going to the border to fight, they are going for a revival.

I for one will be getting my coffee and running the other way!

Good night.