The talking rock

My five days of writing at Esalen at Big Sur, California were some of the most wonderful days of my life.  I wrote five poems and heard some valuable new writing information, of which I plan to share with you over the next couple of weeks.

Esalen is getting more and more into the twenty-first century. They’ve added Internet service in the dining room; this is where everyone congregates whether there is a meal or not.  We were lucky to have the same Internet service in our meeting room as well.

However, there is no cell phone access anywhere on the property.

I usually take a walk first thing, as I do at home. Last year I saw a young man, probably an Esalen staff person, standing on top of a large rock by the side of the highway talking on his cell phone. So I decided to investigate and, sure enough, I got cell phone reception.  It was not the best, with  only three little bars, but it was definitely enough to make a call. Also, it helped that the young man told me which direction to point my phone for best results.

This year I walked the same route, north about twenty-five minutes, on Highway One. I stopped at the rock every morning on my way back to call my husband. It worked like a charm. The best part of this discovery is I don’t have to wait to use a pay phone on the Esalen property anymore.

Thought you’d like to see what my Talking Rock looks like. By the way, it has a nice ocean view.

My Talking Rock


In case you’re wondering, I didn’t stand on the rock, I stood on the ocean side of it.

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