On the spring Equinox, while traveling with a friend in Colorado, inspiration found its way into words that emanated from my mouth in the form of a short sentence. "Take a 40 day retreat," I heard, first in my head, and then in a statement that was overheard by my friend. Go to back to the desert, I queried, my head cocking to one side like a puppy who's heard an unfamiliar noise. How could this be?

Somewhat alarmed by my own reaction to hearing these words project from my vocal chords, my traveling companion Doug Fisichella, son of my late teacher Tony Fisichella, laughed. " Oh Liz, you are so dramatic. 40 days and 40 nights.... why don't you sit with it for a while and see what happens"

Well, On June 20th, the Summer Solstice, I embarked on a 40 day retreat.  Mountains weren't moved to get me to the high Alpine desert in Crestone Colorado, but just about everything else was.  

Today, I am on another 40 day retreat.  A book is forthcoming and I am in solitude in Crestone, Colorado writing the proposal. Join me on the journey.