My first time during the Revolution Tour at the Medicine Wheel, in the Bighorn Mountains of Wyoming, I was only able to make it to the parking area. That day I felt prepared, ready and willing to embrace whatever my spiritual lesson would be but due to snow, time restraints and improper gear I sat in the parking lot with my heart disappointed. I could feel the energy drawing me and I decided I would hop out of the car and offer my prayers to the four directions. I felt the