Heroes of the Now Journey / Motorcycle Adventures / The Buffalo Diaries
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With Michael...

Its been a week since I last sat down to write and so much has come to pass. I am sitting in a Best Western on Santa Monica Blvd… It’s just after 4: 00 in the morning and I woke up at 3:30. Time to write, yesterday being a rest day where I just took care of me. It was nice to relax, the previous week being quite fulfilling, stimulating and much aligned to the highest good. At this time, my GPS shows I have ridden 4300 miles and I have travelled through 8 states in the past 5 1/2 weeks. Much has happened, I have come deeper into my practice, realizing a tremendous healing power in my thoughts, words and actions. The divine guidance, ever-present has positioned me in the precise locations for the perfect moment and I am grateful.

After I left that last camp, I was recharged and excited. I stopped in Crescent City to discuss the Holy Water concept with a local business and there was a connection, strong and bright… We shared about consciousness and discussed the Buffalo Diaries. I am always moved deeply when books are purchased, this time being no different. Deep discussion about the work and then onto another, reconnecting with the first person in Crescent City to buy my book. Taking the time to describe the vast, yet simple complexity of the Universe to another grateful reader, we shared a moment at her work in Crescent City. Wonderful conscious beings I have met along the way, ready to open even deeper to the experience and they all have shared in some way or another that I arrived at just the right time. With Consciousness, we are always there, present for the moment and what it reveals. In cultivating my energy, I have come to see the healing effects it has on others. It is undeniable to me now, I am a healer.

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Nice... Thanks Jim!

For a moment now, I remember back to the days before and instantly catalogue all the evidence of alignment and see how it all has aligned to the highest good. When I am doing what I am to be doing without fear, perfectly in the flow, the Universe aligns to bring it all together. And so I continue to flow with it all and express deep gratitude for every moment that shapes into form from the quantum soup that is our Universe. After meetings in Crescent City were completed, there was lunch and a phone call to Deva… a latte in the mist while we talked, discussing the holy water and arranging for that to be sent to Cave Junction. The day progressed and I acknowledged it was time to ride. I had some 85 miles to Eureka and that was about as far as I could go before dark, it now being after 4:00 in the afternoon.

Mount up the Trusty Steed and trot my way, one-handed, through town, slowly… savoring the sites, the fog, the experience… Moving, going south, deeper into California I venture. Sitting here now, I chuckle at that next destination, Eureka, also a joyous cry of satisfaction when one finds something, it turns out to be the appropriate town for Michael. So often it happens now, yet I am always moved by it in retrospect. There was no conscious reason to stop 18 miles outside Eureka, but I did. That’s where I met Jim and Bonnie, celebrating an anniversary on their motorcycles having travelled up from just outside Yosemite. They were both wonderful beings, very high and vibrant, we spoke and warmed up. The fog coming down from Crescent City was thick and at times I had slowed to a crawl with visor open, the mist pelting my eyes as it condensed into drops millimeters from my face, obscuring my vision. The chill went into the bones, the temps in the 50’s and the humidity thick enough to see.

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Michael and the Harley

So, we were warming up and an all to familiar deep resonant tone from the Harley’s pipes as he rode up to the gas tanks brought a din to the awning we were standing under. He was wearing a half helmet and leather jacket and chaps and his face covered by cloth. He pulled himself off, obvious that the miles were ridden that day and we all watched him as he pulled down the mask. There was the perma-grin of someone who rides a motorcycle, pasted from ear to ear. “How you going, mate?” and as introductions were made he shared he was from Australia. Riders coming together like that is a wonderful experience and Jim and Bonnie, both familiar with the area, made suggestions for both he and I. We had already been talking for a while, it was getting darker and they moved to leave. Michael had pulled a pouch of tobacco and rolled a smoke after getting gas and I offered to join him.

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We Ride...

Thus began a 700 mile, 3 day odyssey within this epic journey of my Soul. We spoke enough to know we were aligned in purpose, he sharing that he had spent several weeks in Eugene, OR with family and friends, a bit of consulting but a pilgrimage to be sure. The daylight was receding with the thick fog and we decided to continue our conversation over dinner, but first we needed to complete the last 18 miles to Eureka. Jim and Bonnie had recommended a hotel and I had an idea of where was going to stay, so Michael followed me into town. And so it began…

Much Love,



Marc is a modern yogi and visionary guide for new paradigm thinkers and creators. He brings a current approach to the science of yoga and meditation, blending masterfully, ancient practices and philosophy to soothe this tumultuous modern experience and support purposeful, organic and dynamic creations that bring humanity to a higher consciousness experience. He has served business, government and international non-profit organizations, as well as coached individual clients from all walks of life to realize their highest good.

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