Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Garden of the Gods

The other day I went hiking in a park called Garden of the Gods. Great name. Justice served. It was about an hour and a half before sunset. The primary landscape is giant red rocks, all different shapes and sizes, cut against blue sky and white clouds. In honor of Libra, we chose a trail called Siamese Twins.
The red. The white. The deep, distant green on further mountains that turned a pale navy. It was sooooo pretty. My mind wheels were spinning from BEAUTY. I was drawn to looking east but then I thought I had better take in west as the sun let go behind a distant pink everything. It was so gorgeous and I loved it so much that I was actually kinda stressed out!
So I stopped, sat down and closed my eyes. And the view got better. I could still sense my favorite evolution from day to night, the waning sunlight opened more softly onto my skin and my ears opened peacefully to the sound of hikers talking closer than the whir of traffic in the town below. By sitting and melting into the now of it, I more fully experienced the beauty. I lived a love poem: "The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along." -Rumi

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