We left Truth or consequences, headed for the homestead in in Kansas, a pickup misunderstood the yield sign and expected us to hit the ditch to yield to him. It was a close call but the husband did an excellent job not hitting him. Personally, I was rather surprised at his fairly lack of trying to run him down and inform him of his driving ability. We were almost to Mountainair, when the temperature gauge said the engine was running super hot. Noting was boiling over so we decided to make it to town. There was no cell service and I still can not not walk very far. We made it to town and found a auto repair shop, we let it run for a bit but the engine was starting to run a Little rough, so we shit it off. Hubby went to talk to the machanic. When it first registered hot, I grounded myself deep into the earth's elements from which my truck was made, and extended my heart upwards to the heavens to the wisdoms That created my truck. We got out, the fluid in the radiator and reserve tank was full and flowing, nothing was amiss and Journey continues. I guess two miracles were the number. Thank you creator. We stopped for the night in Tucomcari, our normal stop, when I could no longer do the trip in one 15 hour drive. Sadly it had tuned into a place you wouldn't write home about. It seems the husband is gone and the wife and adult son now work the place. They ar mild mannered immigrants from India. Shortly after was got in, my hubby noticed a drive by drug deal go down, and a gang banger branding to the owners son he had the cops on speed dial. A sort of intimidation tactic. It was a sleepless night for me. Because where there be drug deal there be thieves. My wheel chair was in the back of the truck, my jewelry business, clothes ect. All night I watched the woman next door to me, with a small baby in tow, dealing drugs and hooking.p, driving an expired registered car. We've had two major child murders that were trafficked over the net. So seeing a child, a baby in this position ripped at my heart. When morning came I was on the phone to the local police. I was informed they were a monthly resident and they were under surveillance, and I was thanked several times fin r my tip, that I think the child was in danger. And they were there by the time I was getting in the truck. That was the third miracle. We co tinted our journey and after we were in Kansas for a while I noticed a police car behind us with lights. Oh shit, and you have no idea why!. The state patrol came to the my side, the passenger side, told me my poor tomatoe plant was taking a beating and we were stopped because he saw the driver go left of center on the last curve, and was worried he might be getting tired. He didn't see me in the cab to keep him awake. He asked what brought us to the state. On our way to the homestead, he knew where we were going. Told us to have a good day. Did not ask for more Id, or driver liscence, or nothing. Miracle four!!! Really big miracle. I am the driver in the family, for several reasons. And with the calf amputation I can't drive, and we had to do what we have to do. It just showed us again, when you are doing right, and walk in love miracles happen.
I just had to share the miracles I see happening over and over in my smile life.
In light and love
Spiritwind