Nearing the end of this Journey................

And so it went........we returned the wallet to it's owner........took the train ride.............and received the final message..........to "go to the top" via another narrow dirt road.......delivered by "Wallet Man's" friend........who also confirmed Joe's last suggestion, to do the same thing.  And so we did.................

Ride the tiny Driving Creek Railway......to see this view.............




Through more of the Sacred Garden........








and then journeyed.......up the narrow shoreline road to the top of the peninsula..............not a house in sight almost the entire way..........

We passed Beach after Beach........searching for rocks........

And finally stopped here............

And as we laid on the sand, head to head with the crown chakra of the White Brotherhood at Port Jackson, their beach, in Lemuria........

I heard the words......."the sand is silk, the air is God's Breath".............

It was here we received the State of Grace....that place between our soul and the energy we call Source.....



This will be my last post from New Zealand.............

By the time this is posted I will be tucked into the sheets of my own bed..........recovering from a long journey home..........saying goodbye to the the first days of summer, and hello to the first days of winter, going back in time...............

and I click my ruby slippers....................."There's no place like home.......There's no place like home".....

And awaken from this dream...............