This is why you always take at least one didgeridoo on a hike or climb – you never know when you will run into a tall blonde woman with a hula hoop. In Katie’s hands, the hoop became ballet. On my didge, I laid down some funk, and the summit jam was on.
Time for some solitude. The scene is Cathedral Rock, Sedona. Nature is a cathedral. No walls to separate me from my god. Two days before, I got halfway up the rock before the bad weather rolled in. Now on a clear day, there was nothing to stop me but my fear.
The source of my fear – a chimney formation that I had to scoot up. I made my leap of faith. The reward was exultation.
But the sheer splendor of nature also induces a state of profound humilty.
In the total scheme of things, we are but mere specks. Somehow, though, in my cathedral, to be humbled is to experience sublime exhilaration.
Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in a while, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean. – John Muir