Next week Owen, Dylan and I will be making the long car ride home. The traveling is arduous but the feeling I get when I first glimpse my beloved Mount Timponogos is always euphoric. On the face of this mountain and in its canyons, I played as a child and throughout my youth. I had many spiritual experiences there and some of the most wonderful family moments of my life. Of course it will be awesome to reunite with our families, most of which have had some really wonderful additions (little miss Katrina, possible sister-in-law in waiting, new houses and jobs etc.) to celebrate; but to spend time in the rocky cradle of my nativity is always a healing renewal for my soul.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
My Mountain Home
Next week Owen, Dylan and I will be making the long car ride home. The traveling is arduous but the feeling I get when I first glimpse my beloved Mount Timponogos is always euphoric. On the face of this mountain and in its canyons, I played as a child and throughout my youth. I had many spiritual experiences there and some of the most wonderful family moments of my life. Of course it will be awesome to reunite with our families, most of which have had some really wonderful additions (little miss Katrina, possible sister-in-law in waiting, new houses and jobs etc.) to celebrate; but to spend time in the rocky cradle of my nativity is always a healing renewal for my soul.
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