Yesterday we hiked to the top of a mountain and it was beautiful. It’s my favorite hike here, with my favorite views. About a third of the way in, you walk through a forested area. I call this area sacred ground. There’s something there that I can just feel. It pulsates through the tree rootsContinue reading “High Altitude”
But the wind wasn’t listening. It was too busy being alive. It was too busy wondering why we renounce the fact that we too, are nature.
The machine has slowed, and stopped in some areas. I had nothing but myself and time. I knew I had to take advantage of it. I had to discover who I was beneath my masks.
It was like entering a room I’d never been in before, blindfolded. In that darkness, I sensed something. It was like I could see, even with my eyes closed.
It didn’t answer, but I felt something. I felt something melting and seeping through my skin. It slipped down my body, onto the river bank, and into the water. And then I saw them.