Thursday, January 13, 2011

Arabia Mountain

This is the special place I return to over and over: Arabia Mountain.   It is familiar, yet never fails to surprise me.  I know its trails and often head off cross-country exploring hill and valley.  I go there when I'm feeling sick and lie down to feel the earth solid beneath me.  I go there when I'm restless and need to move fast and pay attention to nothing but the breeze through my hair and the pounding of my feet.  I got there when I'm confused and disorientated and need to have the open sky and to see forever so I can feel small and insignificant and grounded.  Each season brings a new surprise.



Note: Thanks to SHOE for the inspiration for this post.

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