The Spirit of Palm Springs
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Far back in the past only Native Americans lived on this land. They spent the colder months at the
We know very well they are only part of the food chain and they are just following the rules of nature, day after day. Yet our instincts, imprinted with the terror of our ancestors who were the puppets of the elements and the animals from the beginning of humankind’s history, tell us, in spite of being members of the human race blessed with a thinking brain, we are not always safe. So, when we hear those murderous laughs of coyotes in the darkling night, our souls fill with fear and our hearts beat fast. Let’s forget about those frightful times and enjoy the rising sun’s light.
In the early morning only one man was walking along the creek; he was hiking uphill on the trail of the oasis. As the hiker reached to the top of the rocky hill he stopped to rest a little bit and turned around to look at the valley. The tired man was mesmerized by the sight before his eyes. He started to croon in a language unknown to him. A sad song broke out of his throat as the spirits of the place took over his soul.
After a while the lonely hiker sat down on a large stone; he was quiet. He felt relieved of the pain that rent his heart for many days and nights, since his wife left him for the love of another man. It was Christmas Day, and Paul’s fifty-eighth birthday. He was married to his wife almost forty years and he was still in love with her despite her unfaithfulness. The night before Paul called his son from the hotel to wish him happy holidays. He found out from Marco that Nina, his wife, was in Formats Book Details A spiritual aura hovers over the Indian canyons of Palm Springs and provides an enchanting experience for the tourists hiking the trails along the creeks of this oasis in a rocky desert.
On a Christmas morning a lonely man inhales the wintry breath of the spirit of Native Americans who lived in this sacred area in the past. Paul wants to escape the cruel hand of reality that stole his beloved wife. For a few minutes, as the sun hides in a cloudy sky, the abandoned husband’s soul soars through unknown dimensions, receiving the soothing touch of God. On the way back from the canyons to his hotel, Paul’s car hits a motorcycle. Leslie, a nurse and poet, the driver of the crushed bike, gets a ride from Paul, and, they become friends.
Two weeks later Paul’s son Marco breaks an arm and leg skiing in Colorado.becomes his home-care nurse and soon falls in love with his patient. This novel examines a long-married couple’s reconciliation and their journey toward accepting their child’s gay relationship. Laszlo Hajdu was born in
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