The Best of Dreamcatcher Journeys

Our minds and hearts often exploded with
joy as we became immersed in the scenes. At times, we were
one with the mystical silence and landscape. "Suddenly, we
started climbing and climbing until I felt we couldn't go
higher. GERONIMO! I cried yet still we climbed. The road
became so narrow and steep that I began to think we might
begin to go backward. We down-shifted again. When we crossed
Ten Sleep Creek, I peered out my window looking for snow
pack. It was summer. Still we climbed, higher and higher.
The clouds became bigger-and closer. The blue, bright sky
blue...and rich forest green encompassed us. Had we passed
over? Were we on the other side? Dreamcatcher downshifted
and climbed some more. Dear Lord, if my ears hadn't popped
earlier, I would have listened for the choir of angel
voices. We passed through Big Horn, Sitting Bull, and
climbed higher. The air got thinner, the water became purer,
the sun brighter. Still we climbed. There were no people.
There was no pollution. There was no barrier between us and
God. We climbed higher. The road narrowed. The blue faded
into grey. We were in the clouds and heaven bound."