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I met friends in Desert Hot Springs Inn for a reunion spa down in the desert. I have been a fan of the water in this town for 50 years. In the 1940’s health spa facilities were developed and became extremely popular.

Hollywood stars and others frequently visited the European style water source to seek healing. Over time many small motels with the mineral water were established. The town thrived for decades. As the popularity of water spa experiences wained, destination spas ( a full regime of classes and services at a fixed package price) became the rage.
By the 1990’s the place had withered into a gang headquarters for meth. It was sad and dangerous. When California legalized weed the other towns in Coachella Valley decided not to accommodate the business. Desert Hot Springs made a bold move to become the smoke and soak capital of the world. The tax dollars poured in and the town has managed to pull itself out of the criminal past.
I stayed at a big hotel in the past but have found the perfect destination for me. Desert Hot Springs Inn is a mid century 8 room hotel with mineral water in two temperatures. It’s private, canine friendly and weed friendly. We have put it on our list to visit every 6 months. It’s everything I like, and nothing I don’t like.
I recommend a visit to this charming private slice of paradise.


Time treats us with shocking honesty
While stories are concocted of grief
Outlines of eternal spirals inside the drama
Turn off the pressure and set the stage
For a smoother, more balanced result


If there is a pure reason to stay connected
It is to be a witness to our own power dance
Within nature’s ever present evolution
That moves us as much as we experience it


Wayward dreams wander beyond reason
Survive to complete a challenging mission
Weave patterns over and over again in mist
Drawing a picture of the spiral we create
By delving deeper into the details of history
No need to solve any mystery


Paths lead us into questions
That can only be pondered
By seeking a different way
To feel the passage of space
As well as time


Desert places provide perspective
And a clear view of distant horizons
The uncluttered vista offers focus
To attend to the needs of the soul


Before the deck of cards is shuffled
Between the soft sounds of spring breezes
The ancestors spent their entire lives
Listening
Now they speak an ancient language
We fail to recognize as our own


Urgent instruction from nature
Tells us that time is becoming scarce
That strong wind forced beauty to retreat
We face unnatural circumstances


My own migration from south to north
Marks another half a year enjoying life
My supreme good fortune continues
My home in the woods contains change
My home in the city transforms time
I float between the two of them

Pale apricot roses
Stand tall in respect for the sun
Give all in an attempt at
Immortality