Beaches and Bridges
I’m up. I’m bright. The sun, however, is NOT! It’s ok though. I can handle some clouds, I just want the rain to hold off for most of the day. I’m still on Detroit time, so it’s pretty early. I’m grateful for these quiet times to reflect. So much has gone right on this trip. Times like this give me the chance to really focus on what’s right in other places of my life as well. I like the way this feels and I have to find a way to bring this back home with me.
Time to check out and head out! It’s pretty damp outside. It has been raining and there’s still quite a bit of mist in the air. Oh well. I am determined to visit 17 Mile Drive and make it down to the Bixby Bridge before going back to San Francisco. I am meeting a friend for dinner and a concert once I get back to San Fran. This should be an amazing day. Mist or not.
I’m at the 17 Mile Drive entrance. I pay the admission and I’m in!! There’s a fee of $10.25 per vehicle to enter. Once you complete the route, if you chose to eat at some of the restaurants or buy something at one of the shops, that fee will be deducted from your purchase. Cool! Ok. Let’s get this show on the road.
I have to use my windshield wipers. It’s more like a drizzle than a mist. The sights are still beautiful though. Things have a bit of a mysterious feel to them with the moisture and slight fog in the air. Here at the beginning of the route all I’m seeing are some homes and several wooded areas.
I’m still rolling. Since people do live here, the speed limit is very low so I’m taking it all in. The mist has really eased up and that makes me smile. And it happens again. The route takes a few curves and spread before me is the Pacific Ocean. Another chance to get up close and personal. And since it’s still relatively early there are not a lot of people out and about. I’m loving this. I get back in the car and go just a little further down the route. There are so may picture-worthy areas. I can’t tell you how many times I get in and out of the car at different points.
I’m so glad I followed my Spidey-senses, tracked the weather, and got out here early. The mist seems to stop each time I want to stop and look around. The sun even peeks through - or at least tries to.
There are some amazing homes here. I mean House-Beautiful- Lifestyles-of-the-Rich-and-Famous type homes. I want to know about the people who live here. Who are they? What do they do for a living to be able to afford these homes? I mean, we are talking Pebble Beach here. Literately where the rounds of golf are played. What must it be like to be surrounded by all of this natural beauty? As humans, we very often take things for granted. Many times we become almost immune to the beauty around us. I wonder if the people who live out here know how blessed they are to see all of this breathtaking natural work - daily. I can’t help but think of how my life might be different if I could look out of my living room window and see the Pacific Ocean.
I have thoroughly enjoyed this drive. I’m at the end now - where the restaurants and shops are. And I’m hungry. After taking another peek at the forecast I see the rain isn’t expected until even later in the day now. Thank goodness for the wind pushing those rain clouds a little further out. I decide to stop and have brunch at the Gallery Cafe which is right on the Pebble Beach Golf Links. I’m so glad I did! My meal and the servers who took care of me were great.
My belly is now as happy as my heart. The rain/drizzle/mist has stopped. YES!! Next stop - Bixby Creek Bridge! I’m back on Highway 1 and the views still make it difficult to keep my eyes on the road. After driving for about 4o minutes or so I see it! And yes, you guessed it - I SCREAMED! I have been seeing this bridge on my phone as my screen saver on my phone for more than 10 years. And now, here it is - right in front of me! Just wow…
Now, I have, what the folks in church call - a testimony. I do believe in The Law of Attraction. I have made vision boards. And I have had the experience of things on my vision board coming to pass. But the way this all manifested with the bridge… It’s almost unbelievable. Let me just say this… one of the pictures I took of the bridge is almost identical to the photo that I’ve been looking at on my phone. I mean - I am almost standing at the exact point where the photographer took the photo I have been looking at. Here. Take a look for yourself.
Crazy right? I’m speechless. I’m grateful. I’m beyond happy. I feel like this is a sign that the Universe really does hear me. This all makes me feel validated. Fulfilled. Amazing.
The weather has worked in my favor. I’ve ticked off all of the boxes on my to do list and there are still some specks of blue in the sky. I stop at a few more scenic spaces and state parks before I hit the highway.
It’s time to head back to San Francisco. Tonight I am officially meeting a friend of mine that lives there. I say officially because she and I have known one another for a couple of years but we have never met face to face. We started following one another on Instagram (she originally just followed my account for The Little Bit Project) and she even interviewed me via video chat for a project she has coming up. Her name is Maya and she’s all about joy. Literally. She studies and researches it and tries to help people find it and keep it (stop by and check out her website). When I shared that I would be in San Francisco, we knew we had to meet up. The plan is for us to meet for dinner and then go to see The Revolution, Prince’s band, in concert. I’m really excited about all of it.
I’m staying at the same hotel as before, so I feel like I know where I’m going once I get close. I’m all checked in and able to relax for a couple of hours before meeting up with Maya. She’s already been great. She’s sent me a couple of links to restaurant choices near the venue, The Fillmore. We decide on one that will be new to both of us called Fat Angel.
We get to the restaurant at just about the same time, although both of us are late. And just like I thought, it feels like she and I have been buddies forever. We greet one another with hugs and smiles and sit at the bar to chat while we wait for a table. The conversation is really awesome. Maya is a cute little thing. I know she’s younger than I am but she has this huge shadow of wisdom. We talk about all kinds of things - from her thoughts and research about joy, to how and why I started The Little Bit Project, to her being a medium, meditation. All kinds of things.
We managed to find time to enjoy our dinner while the conversation flowed. It’s getting late so we head to the venue for the show. The rain has stopped again and the line isn’t too long. And we’re talking the whole time. Once we get into The Fillmore, Maya tells me about how rich the history of music is here. The posters and pictures are all over the walls tell the story of the music and the artists who have filled that space over the years. Jefferson Airplane, The Grateful Dead, Jimi Hendrix, The Who, The Steve Miller Band, Prince - household names have played this place.
We find a spot to view the concert. I feel like Maya is my little sister in some ways. That’s the mom in me when it comes to people I care about. I take care of. I nuture. I keep making sure she’s ok. Like I said, she’s kinda short so I keep checking to make sure she can see the stage with no problem. I’m having a great time. The show is wonderful! It’s like a Prince karaoke party with a live band made of the musicians who created the music. Fantastic!
After the show I wait wth Maya until her Lyft comes. There happens to be a rare blood moon total eclipse happening tonight and we get to see some of it. Maya tells me a little bit about the eclipse and then once we say our goodbyes and I get back to my hotel she sends me some information on what this special celestial event can mean for us. According to what she sent me, this rare eclipse means it’s time to take charge of your life. It signifies that a lot of shifts happening. It means that it’s time to step into your light. Ha. Another nod acknowledging all that this trip has meant to me. Like I said when I started, I will never be the same. How do I know for sure? I can’t really describe it. I can say that I felt some things come alive inside of me. And I know I felt some things shift; in my mind and in my spirit.
When I return home from an amazing trip, I’m usually sad. Sad to the point that it often takes me a while to get it together and get back into my regular routine. But not this time. I told myself that if I let the sadness wash back over me it would somehow disrespect or diminish the joy - pure joy - that I felt while I was on this trip. Somehow I think that as long as I have the memories and the videos and the sounds of the ocean I can manage to keep my smile. And I have.