I welcome you into the first glimpse outside of my window, upon awakening that first morning of my arrival here. The sun rising over an undulating sea of mountain. Breathtaking, isn't it? I've since learned it is the Mt. Heaven range. I've been told not to leave my room, but rather to rest up. Apparently there is a lot of energy on this land, and my body must slowly become accustomed to it. I've been ever so sleepy, and somehow content to just eat and drink, and then return to a deep sleep, to a land of dreams. In my dreams there's a dusty Wild Road . There are two little girls circling about me. There is a sense of something that needs to be done, but what is it? Then I awaken here, something gently stirring me each morning, just in time to watch the sun rise up and out of the heart of this land.