The Sacred Path

I typically journey about three or four times a week. Sometimes I have a destination or a subject in mind before hand and sometimes I do not. Sometimes after I get to my Sacred Garden an idea for a journey occurs to me, or is suggested by my helping spirits, and sometimes I just sit, relax and unwind.

Sunday night I didn’t really have anything particular in mind when I headed off for my Sacred Garden. After arriving I offered my customary greeting to all those spirits that are in relation with me, and then told my spirit helpers, guides and ancestors that I was leaving the journey up to them. I immediately found myself at the head of the trail off one side of my Sacred Garden that leads to the lower worlds; the dreamtime of the earth, animal and nature spirits. The trail emptied out into a large clearing, and in the middle of the clearing was the spirit of the tree I wrote about in my post titled Grand Tetons, The Patriarch. I greeted my friend and asked if he had a message for me. I felt the spirit of the tree embrace me and my journey began.

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Recently I went back to the Grand Teton and Yellowstone National Parks with a very good friend and her son, and it was quite probably the best week of my life - I certainly can’t remember one that was better. Spending time in Yellowstone and the Tetons – even with the crowds – is magic, and when you can share that time with people you love, it’s all the more special.

This year I’ve been fortunate to spend a good deal of time out in nature – more than I have in years – and I have cherished every minute of it. When I’m out in nature, my mind quiets, and as I’m hiking around and enjoying the beauty, it becomes a walking meditation. All of my physical and non-physical senses sharpen and expand; all remnants of the “noise” of civilization fades away, and in flows this incredible, natural harmonic symphony, and I become an active participant. The answers to questions that begin to form in my mind are answered almost before they can completely form.

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With our busy lives, we take less time to “stop and smell the roses” than we should. I can remember many times earlier in my life driving through beautiful areas such as the Redwood forests of Northern California, or along the Washington and Oregon coast, or Grand Teton National Park, or Yellowstone, when nature invited me to stop for a while and have a chat. In my younger years I was too busy; I had a destination waiting at the other end of the drive; I had a schedule to keep. It wasn’t until much later in life that I realized that the journey is far more important than the destination, and that there are many wonderful side roads and detours if you will just take the time.

I’ve been doing a lot of driving around in the Big Horns looking for “Ah Ha!” places for photography, and found myself getting too caught up in the scouting. I was reminded of that recently when I happened upon a county road I had not noticed before. I was running late so I bookmarked it and decided to check it out later.

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