Nomadic. Storyteller. Soul searcher. Experience hungry. Music carnivore. Dreamer of better things.
The hike around Walnut Canyon Island
700 years ago, the Sinagua Indians found an island in the Arizona landscape that they made their home. Pueblos built into the steep canyon walls provided shelter and protection from the elements.
As the wind whistles through the canyon, a lone flute can be heard in the distance, with an accompanying beat of a drum. Ancestors of the Sinagua Indian and those from other neighboring tribes come to pay their respects to those that once called this place home.
One quietly walks through the early history of America, before the white man.
Before Industrialization, revolution, and the stirrings of independence from one’s oppressors.
You enter a time of simply living in the world of the Great Creator, our Grandfather.