Meditations
“The mountains are calling and I must go.” ~ John Muir
Can you hear it? Your heart’s desire is crying out to you.
The home of beauty and grandeur, love and simplicity, joy and tranquility.
Snow-capped peaks. Winding rivers crashing through rugged canyons.
Damsel flies dancing over trout-filled waters.
Aspen, juniper, cedar and spruce.
Cabins that smell of logs and chimney smoke. The whisper of the wind through the pines.
The whir of faery-like hummingbirds. The cry of the Eagle over the ridges, and the scurry of tiny life on the pine-needled forest floor.
Elk sharing a meadow with Western Tiger Swallowtails, and big horn sheep decorating the rocky hillside.
Crisp clouds over pristine lakes.
This is home. See it. Feel it. Breath it all in…
It’s time to come home…
Retreat. Reflect. Refresh. Relax. Restore and Renew.
