Esalen. It’s pretty much the most beautiful place I have ever been. And I’ve been around. For me Esalen is Shangri-La made real.
It is at the intersection of desert mountains and the ocean, man and nature, heaven and earth.
And it is a place where people come to play, explore themselves and others, eat fabulous food and pamper themselves beyond belief in the warm natural springs.
We sit quietly on the lawn watching the fog advance and retreat casting the property into hues of blue and gray.
Then the sun comes out and the place is awash in color.
Sunsets are spectacular as we dine and lie on the grassy lawn waiting for the golden ball to drop into the ocean.
In the evenings we sit by the fire and tell stories, someone usually produces a guitar. We take another warm bath in the tubs over the ocean.
And then walk through the farm, down the hill, over the river and along the ocean to the farm house for a good night’s sleep with the sound of the rolling sea just feet away. Gosh it’s going to be hard to go back to Arizona after this.
As in pain so in pleasure. As in life so in death…nothing lasts forever.
Next stop: Tucson.