It's been over a week since making a post. And even now, I'm not quite sure what to say, so I'll just spit it out.

I was excited to start Season Two of Walk for Natural Law in Arizona. I'd checked the weather before I left and according to the extended forecasts, all of February was supposed to be relatively mild. But that's not exactly how it turned out.

Thanks to an awesome down sleeping bag, I did well sleeping in temperatures into the teens, but my electronics maybe not so much. Freezing weather can permanently damage laptops and solar batteries and so after a week of risking it, considering the radical weather is expected to continue, I decided to change venues for Season Two. Where? I don't know. I suppose it will be a surprise for all of us.

Meanwhile, here are videos from Chino Valley and Prescott National Forest.

My first walk of season two provided several lessons:

• Hiking boots are not the same as winter boots
• Early mornings may not be the best time to walk in the winter
• In Kingman, if it doesn’t say “public parking” it probably isn’t public parking

...to name just a few.

My plan was to walk through town first thing in the morning. I’d located a nice sized public parking lot on the map and headed toward town. 

But the “Public Parking” sign I’d seen on the map was no where to be found. 

So I stopped at what looked like it could be a public parking lot, donned my gear and headed out only to be stopped on the sidewalk by an Asian-looking lady who told me I couldn’t park where I’d parked. She had emerged from the office of the motel next to what I thought was a large, near-empty parking lot.

Of course, I apologized and explained that I was looking for the public parking lot. 

“You can go to the park down the street. It’s public. That’s where people are sleeping. The people who live here don’t trust people they don’t recognize,” she said.

I thanked her, smiled, and left. My heart was broken. Not because I’d been asked to leave, but for the people. I understood what she was saying. I’d seen the homeless on nearly every corner as I’d rolled into town, bundled in raggedly blankets, holding up signs asking for help. Kingman had changed since 2014. 

I parked at a local grocery store on the edge of town and walked until the sidewalk ended. About five minutes into my walk I’d realized my feet were numb. 

Within an hour or so my feet thawed — but the chill of what I felt in Kingman didn’t.

The gist of Natural Law is summed up in the Maxims of Love as seen here:

As I think about how to introduce season two of Walk for Natural Law, I feel compelled to respond to those asking, why? What am I actually doing and why am I doing it?

Well, it all started in 2014. I’d just written the Armistice & Accord, Letters Patent, Letters Marque and Declaration of Neutrality (you can view them here) and had started a walk across America beginning at Marina del Rey, California on what I’d called, Freedom Walk. I’d made it across the Mojave Desert and had almost reached Kingman, AZ when money ran out and it was time to abandon the adventure. Last summer I started the Freedom Walk again, but now it’s Walk for Natural Law...because now I see there is no freedom without a tremendous sense of personal responsibility.

After abandoning the Freedom Walk in 2014 I wrote the Law of the Land Handbook which codifies natural law and makes it enforceable. I did this because it was clear that the U.S. Constitution is inadequate for a society where only a few people rule over the many. The banking elite, U.S. military junta and commercial interests have taken over and without drastic change, life on Earth will eventually become extremely difficult if not impossible for most Americans and folks across the world.

Since I’m not really a marketing person, I figured walking across America would be the best way to meet people and share my work. And that’s what I’m doing now...walking through towns, cities and country villages, chatting with anyone who cares to ask what I’m doing out here. And while, as it turns out, I don’t really get to chat with all that many people, the walk will give me interesting stuff to blog about that, hopefully, explains Natural Law and places it in context.

I plan to continue this walk as long as finances last. If you’d like to chip in, here’s my paypal link: paypal.me/CindyKCurrier

Below is a photo of where I camped last night in Arizona.

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Okay, for those wondering why this blog has been a little silent lately, here’s what happened...

Somewhere between New Hampshire and Massachusetts, I sustained a broken tooth. Upon visiting a Massachusetts dentist, I learned my insurance only covers in-state denstists. That meant traveling back to Virginia to get my tooth fixed, which is where I am today.

As often happens when something unexpected changes our course, I feel inspired to try something new with my walk for Natural Law. And rather than tell you all about my plans, I will simply report what I’m doing as I go. Stay tuned.

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The winds have calmed here on the coast in New Hampshire and my thoughts are with those in Atlantic Canada now dealing with after effects of hurricane Fiona. 

A friend drove up from Virginia to accompany me on this leg of my walk. I don’t know how long she will be here, but it’s wonderful to have her along! This means that for now, there will be no doubling back to get my van. Relief. This also means my journey will move a bit faster, so I am pondering ways to connect with people more effectively as we move through each town.

I’m also paying attention to geopolitical events and wondering how long it will be before We the People begin to understand what we’re actually dealing with. Our situation is far beyond politics, yet if you consume popular media, both mainstream and alternative, you would think politics is all that matters. Let me state very clearly that what we’re facing is worldwide destruction of life itself, both human and otherwise. The strategy needed at this time is the one that protects the living systems of earth — Natural Law, as I have laid it out in the Law of the Land Handbook. If you haven’t read it, do so now. 

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Humans have an incredible tolerance for chaos. Or maybe it’s just that most people lack a capacity to see beyond their own little world, I don’t know. In 2013 when I started this mission, I assumed most people could see that the current system of government and finance operating across the world was corrupt beyond repair and needed to be replaced. I assumed that a majority of American adults would not tolerate government sponsored human trafficking or child sexual abuse. I felt certain that local communities would step up and clean out their corrupt court and law enforcement agencies. I felt that once a viable alternative was presented, people would embrace it and implement it en masse. And I did see movement in that direction, until the fall of 2016. That’s when it seems people thought a savior had been elected President of the United States.

It seems Americans started across the bridge toward major change, and then stopped half-way across. I get it. It’s tempting to accept “good enough” when the going gets tough. But we can’t afford to stop half-way. No political figure is going to force a transition to Natural Law — because the change that is required happens within each one of us. 

I’m walking to raise awareness of Natural Law. If you haven’t read the Law of the Land Handbook, do so now. 

I just walked across the Memorial Bridge from Kittery, Maine to Portsmouth, New Hampshire. I plan to continue walking through New Hampshire after a detour inland for a bit. More on that later.

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I hesitate to write my thoughts as I passed the Keenebunk Baptist Church in Kennebunk, Maine, pictured here.

I hesitate because a central feature of colonial New England towns is the church, usually towering like this one. But here goes my bold statement: Imagination expressed through animism is the foundation of all religion, politics and government.
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It’s time we come to grips with the fact that what we call government began as a way of pleasing animistic spirits and gods. The ancients believed spirits of inanimate objects and of the dead controlled human existance. Taxes were paid to these gods. Temples were where the gods received offerings and sacrifices (sometimes human), provided to keep them satisfied so the community would thrive. Priests managed the process. It looks slightly different today, but operates basically the same. 

Religion and government were always one in the same, and still are. Just look at the preamble of all but a few State constitutions. 

Here are a couple of videos you might find interesting:

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As I contemplate which direction to head upon leaving Maine (I know, the options are limited to West and Southwest, but still...) I find myself looking for routes through smaller towns rather than cities. I feel swallowed up in cities, as lovely as some of them are. And that would include Portalnd.

I’m contemplating a way to make my journey more meaningful and perhaps more structured as well. I’m not certain what that would look like, but I imagine it might involve finding a cluster of smaller towns and spending more time with the people rather than simply passing through. These are my meandering thoughts at the moment. 
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I woke to the sound of boat whistles and seagulls, as is often the case here in Coastal Maine, to realize my time here is quickly coming to a close. My heart felt a little twinge. It’s not how I’d imagined it. I hadn’t figured I’d miss it much, nor that a large part of me wouldn’t want to leave. Yes, it’s the water, the boats the beautiful scenery, but it’s also the people. I’ve been many places where the people were as friendly as could be; but rarely have I been somewhere where they look you in the eye and smile when they greet a perfect stranger. This has been my experience all down the coast of Maine.
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