Now in My Twenties

This is Taos Pueblo. Today’s adventure led me to a historic landmark and a present-day living community, Taos Pueblo . What some may consider a cool tourist stop others consider home. Native Americans have inhabited Taos Pueblo for more than one thousand years and still today keep the adobe dwellings in mint condition. Seeing these multi-storied dwellings, I couldn’t help but think, “ If walls could talk, these would have a lot to say .” These occupied residences could be the oldest survivable historic landmark in all of history. Visiting the Taos Pueblo, I also could not help but ponder on our gross consumerism in our everyday American lives. The comparison to want versus need here in Taos Pueblo to want versus need in our daily lives is striking. The people are humble here, content with what they have, honoring their community. In fact, it is the young adults, possibly no older than twenty, who proudly serve as tour guides, beginning their dialogue with the sent...

I have arrived. Through the turbulence of my flight, the continuous threat of a bad rainstorm driving in my rental car, the menace of my phone slash GPS slash lifeline dying and leaving me with no direction, and the constant fear that I would just zip down the treacherous but magnificent curves of the mountain (having never driven mountainside before), past all of that, I finally made it.             Though my travel must have lasted only about 5 hours (approximately 2 hours flying, 3 hours driving), I arrived in such a tired state. For all my fatigue, the beauty of this place did not go past me. In fact, it was one of my dangers as I was driving; I must confess it was sometimes difficult to keep my eyes on the road as they were too busy consuming the loveliness of the vista. In addition, my rental company had given me a complimentary upgrade to a 2018 Chevy Impala. Imagine that, in a sleek, black car, shades on, beaut...