Down a shady shimmering sleepy road in the early hours of a quaint little town in Southern Utah, I traveled. Small rustic cabins, coffee shops with a bohemian feel set among the brilliant golds and rose colored leaves in a full blown fall-colored dream. Add a back drop of 300 foot sandstone bluffs as I drove thru the beehive state. Perfect weather, as I noticed the leaves were starting to fall yet the wind played with them a bit before they landed. I was thinking that if you could "see" music, this would be an incredible romantic soundtrack and this is my life. Having seen the sign for "espresso" I pulled over to a cozy establishment. Now armed with fresh brewed coffee and a still-warm homemade pumpkin muffin, I set back on the road. Off into the melodic landscape with an incredible sense of freedom. A new adventure awaited, the autumn colors of Colorado and I had 5 days that I could call my own. I had never seen Colorado before. As I drove through the Southern Utah backroads, the candy-colored leaves kicked up and swirled all around my SUV in the wind as I drove. This was a moment, one of those moments that you become intensely aware of your surroundings. A moment in time and in your heart. The here and now, alive and present sensing your own destiny. I felt warm and happy and so lucky for this freedom. I felt the love and smile of my mother. I was conscious of my own "smile" back.