#gettinglost — Public Fediverse posts
Live and recent posts from across the Fediverse tagged #gettinglost, aggregated by home.social.
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WHAT THE RED ROCKS KNOW
Some places feel like people. Sedona, Arizona is one of those places. I sorted through some of my digital photos the other evening and came across a few from my trip to Sedona. A feeling came rushing back—one I hadn't thought about in years. I was driving cross-country at the time, on my way to a new life in California, and somehow Sedona felt like the first real sign that I was headed in the right direction. It was almost as if the red rocks knew of my journey and were there to welcome […]https://karensgambati.com/2026/10/04/what-the-red-rocks-know/
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WHAT THE RED ROCKS KNOW
Some places feel like people. Sedona, Arizona is one of those places. I sorted through some of my digital photos the other evening and came across a few from my trip to Sedona. A feeling came rushing back—one I hadn't thought about in years. I was driving cross-country at the time, on my way to a new life in California, and somehow Sedona felt like the first real sign that I was headed in the right direction. It was almost as if the red rocks knew of my journey and were there to welcome […]https://karensgambati.com/2026/10/04/what-the-red-rocks-know/
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WHAT THE RED ROCKS KNOW
Some places feel like people. Sedona, Arizona is one of those places. I sorted through some of my digital photos the other evening and came across a few from my trip to Sedona. A feeling came rushing back—one I hadn't thought about in years. I was driving cross-country at the time, on my way to a new life in California, and somehow Sedona felt like the first real sign that I was headed in the right direction. It was almost as if the red rocks knew of my journey and were there to welcome […]https://karensgambati.com/2026/10/04/what-the-red-rocks-know/
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WHAT THE RED ROCKS KNOW
Some places feel like people. Sedona, Arizona is one of those places. I sorted through some of my digital photos the other evening and came across a few from my trip to Sedona. A feeling came rushing back—one I hadn't thought about in years. I was driving cross-country at the time, on my way to a new life in California, and somehow Sedona felt like the first real sign that I was headed in the right direction. It was almost as if the red rocks knew of my journey and were there to welcome […]https://karensgambati.com/2026/10/04/what-the-red-rocks-know/