I went up to Joshua Tree for the weekend and stayed at a dear friend's rented house. I loved it. I can't find words to describe how the beauty of the desert makes me feel. But I'm a writer, so I'll try. It's like the space between my brain and my heart. It's like empty beingness with a purpose or the faraway look of someone you love who you desperately wish would pay attention to you...( Ok, so I tried).

Supposedly, the Joshua Tree area is a vortex of energy. Something to do with the fault lines and God knows what...whatever it is, it had a tangible effect on me. That and the full moon going on gave me some kind of cosmic jolt that made me do crazy things like drive all the way to the store to buy a toothbrush and then leave it there. I also left my keys in J.Crew, but that's when I was shopping at the outlets (which, by the way, would make anyone crazy, but that has nothing to do with energy vortexes...at least I don't think).

I know why artists and writers go to the desert to create. It's the silent empty space before everything...

Just for today, I can retreat to the desert.