With every mile, new vulnerabilities are exposed and an equal weight of precepts removed.
Skin aches, large patches raw screaming from trail dust, the Alpine Sun and heavy packs that rub even sturdy shoulders to the ground.
Yet the body is healed. The deep hues that jump from every crevasse massage the synapses removing blistered memories of the life and days so far away. Seldom is beauty this pure or the welling of joy it creates so deep.
Nothing is ordinary here in this home of the edge of human experience. Can you survive when extreme grandeur makes even your deepest thoughts seem very small? What is left knowing you are truly naked against the path ahead? The audacity of place that it should bring you to ask “who am I” and “why am I here”?
Further down the trail, the perfumed meadow grass and flowers – Lupine, Coyote Mint, White Sage – act as an elixir to yield the answers. From the ordeal is born an awakening. Rebirth into the world of the possible.
Wilderness – home of dreams and pure playground of the mind. Walk a while in me while we still have time.
"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter." Rachel Carson
Skin aches, large patches raw screaming from trail dust, the Alpine Sun and heavy packs that rub even sturdy shoulders to the ground.
Yet the body is healed. The deep hues that jump from every crevasse massage the synapses removing blistered memories of the life and days so far away. Seldom is beauty this pure or the welling of joy it creates so deep.
Nothing is ordinary here in this home of the edge of human experience. Can you survive when extreme grandeur makes even your deepest thoughts seem very small? What is left knowing you are truly naked against the path ahead? The audacity of place that it should bring you to ask “who am I” and “why am I here”?
Further down the trail, the perfumed meadow grass and flowers – Lupine, Coyote Mint, White Sage – act as an elixir to yield the answers. From the ordeal is born an awakening. Rebirth into the world of the possible.
Wilderness – home of dreams and pure playground of the mind. Walk a while in me while we still have time.
"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter." Rachel Carson