Depths of Color

observing the mountains one cannot help but notice those layers of color. Experience has depths of layers. Each layer reveals more truth and more of the Divine.

The quiet is deafening. The only sound is the persistent hum of a fly. the flies have their own antiphonal chant in nature’s choir.

Now I see things I didn’t see before. All my senses have been deepened. This place prepares you for a higher love, a deeper commitment. I see the white cross high above on a mountain peak. It is seen from the chapel windows. It was there all the time and I missed  it like so many visitations   overlooked an ignored.

This is a place of extremes . Extreme heat, the remotest monastery in the western hemisphere. Extreme beauty, extreme life, opposites co-existing.


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