Standing on Holy Solid Ground

We had a wonderful time at Enchanted Rock. We found a creek bed with running water in it....

A lot of minnows, frogs, spiders, etc....

We climbed trees, swam in the creek, looked at rocks and minerals, and talked about the Native Peoples who used to live here.

This excursion brought to mind a poem by David Whyte:

The Opening of Eyes

That day I saw beneath dark clouds
The passing light over the water
And I heard the voice of the world speak out
I knew then as I have before
Life is no passing memory of what has been
Nor the remaining pages of a great book
Waiting to be read

It is the opening of eyes long closed
It is the vision of far off things
Seen for the silence they hold
It is the heart after years of secret conversing
Speaking out loud in the clear air

It is Moses in the desert fallen to his knees
Before the lit bush
It is the man throwing away his shoes
As if to enter heaven and finding himself astonished
Opened at last
Fallen in love
With Solid Ground

By David Whyte

Enchanted Rock reminded me that we are all standing on "holy solid ground".

Blessing to you as you adventure out onto your holy ground today.....

Namaste,
Tracey Huguley

***See the pictures in the next post.