I walk to the peak of Saddleback mountain with my sisters Rainbow and Cricket. A desert rose, sea-foam lotus welcomes us with bells of flowers on her arms. The bob cat and the blue tailed squirrel silently watch as we pass out in the heat. So many realizations...the intricacies of higher learning come in flashes of clarity--picking up trash, the blanket of smog that covers my home town...we need to take care. By the time we reach the peak I am reminded of halotropic breathing-phychadelic experience with no drugs necissary. The sky pulses and breathes with us. It took us eleven hours to get up and we run back down trying to beat the dark. A stag greets us at the base, and my sisters of my soul make me proud-tough ass girls. It was a perfect day and man do my buns feel it now!