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February 15, 2015 § Leave a comment

“The journey I’m taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I’m seeing is my inner self and what seems threatening is just the echo of the fear in my heart.” – Haruki Murakami

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Kaibab National Forest

Kaibab National Forest

thetrail.com/stage-ii-fire-restrictions-go-into-effect-on-the-kaibab-coconino-forests/

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“A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart, soothes the soul, and strengthens the imagination.” – Richelle E. Goodrich

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Kaibab Plateau

Kaibab Plateau

https://southwestdesertlover.wordpress.com/tag/kaibab-plateau/

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“The true story of every person in this world is not the story you see, the external story. The true story of each person is the journey of his or her heart.” – John Eldredge

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February 9, 2015 § 1 Comment

“The highest truths a person could discover were rooted in the natural world.” – Anne Rice

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Carruthers Cove and Gold Bluffs Beach

Carruthers Cove and Gold Bluffs Beach

http://www.redwoodhikes.com/RNP/Coastal.html

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“It was the cool gray dawn, and there was a delicious sense of repose and peace in the deep pervading calm and silence of the woods. Not a leaf stirred; not a sound obtruded upon great Nature’s meditation […] Gradually the cool dim gray of the morning whitened, and as gradually sounds multiplied and life manifested itself. The marvel of Nature shaking off sleep and going to work unfolded itself to the musing boy […] All Nature was wide awake and stirring, now; long lances of sunlight pierced down through the dense foliage far and near, and a few butterflies came fluttering upon the scene.” – Mark Twain

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Redwood NP coastal drive

Redwood NP coastal drive

http://www.nps.gov/redw/parknews/coastal-drive-in-redwood-national-and-state-parks-re-opens-to-one-way-traffic.htm

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“[T]he old stories of human relationships with animals can’t be discounted. They are not primitive; they are primal. They reflect insights that came from considerable and elaborate systems of knowledge, intellectual traditions and ways of living that were tried, tested, and found true over many thousands of years and on all continents.

But perhaps the truest story is with the animals themselves because we have found our exemplary ways through them, both in the older world and in the present time, both physically and spiritually. According to the traditions of the Seneca animal society, there were medicine animals in ancient times that entered into relationships with people. The animals themselves taught ceremonies that were to be performed in their names, saying they would provide help for humans if this relationship was kept. We have followed them, not only in the way the early European voyagers and prenavigators did, by following the migrations of whales in order to know their location, or by releasing birds from cages on their sailing vessels and following them towards land, but in ways more subtle….. ‘It is often done by a woman or a group of women. The dance is supposed to come from the wolves. There are different versions of its origin and different songs, but the words say something like, ‘Your name is widely known among the wolves. You are honored by the wolves.’

In another recent account, a Northern Cheyenne ceremonialist said that after years spent recovering from removals and genocide, indigenous peoples are learning their lost songs back from the wolves who retained them during the grief-filled times, as thought the wolves, even though threatened in their own numbers, have had compassion for the people….

It seems we have always found our way across unknown lands, physical and spiritual, with the assistance of the animals. Our cultures are shaped around them and we are judged by the ways in which we treat them. For us, the animals are understood to be our equals. They are still our teachers. They are our helpers and healers. They have been our guardians and we have been theirs. We have asked for, and sometimes been given, if we’ve lived well enough, carefully enough, their extraordinary powers of endurance and vision, which we have added to our own knowledge, powers and gifts when we are not strong enough for the tasks required of us. We have deep obligations to them. Without other animals, we are made less.

(from her essay “First People”)” – Linda Hogan

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Hidden Beach

Hidden Beach

http://www.shannontech.com/ParkVision/Redwood/Redwood6.html

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“Animals had carried me all my life. I was a crossover–carried along in the generous and instructive slipstream of other species. And I had always navigated my life with them in mind, going between the human and animal worlds–a crossover myself. By including animals in my life I was always engaging with the Other, imagining the animal mind and life. For almost half a century, my bond with animals had shaped my character and revealed the world to me. At every turning point in my life an animal had mirrored or influenced my fate. Mine was not simply a life with other animals, but a life because of animals.

It had been this way since my beginning, born on a forest lookout station in the High Sierras, surrounded by millions of acres of wilderness and many more animals than humans. Since infancy, the first faces I imprinted, the first faces I ever really loved, were animal.” – Brenda Peterson

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Old growth redwoods

Old growth redwoods

http://www.nationalgeographic.com/explorers/bios/michael-fay/

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“In Nature, things are broken with a purpose—clouds break to pour rains, rivers break to water fields, fields break to yield crops, seeds break to yield plants … so if ever you feel broken, understand that you must be part of a better and more beautiful purpose…” – Debashis Dey

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Redwood NP

Redwood NP

http://www.independenttraveler.com/travel-tips/none/5-redwood-national-and-state-parks-california

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“I am losing precious days. I am degenerating into a machine for making money. I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news” – John Muir

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Redwood NP

Redwood NP

http://www.americawestmotorcycletours.com/california-coast-and-yosemite-gallery/

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“When I feel clumsy or lost, I remind myself that nature, including me, was created by a a far wiser mind than mine. There is something in the cosmos – God, Spirit, Consciousness, Life Itself, call It what you will – that created and orchestrates nature, and did a pretty good job of it. Nature might just know what It’s doing. Even when I don’t.” – Jeffrey R. Anderson

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Redwood NP

Redwood NP

http://redwoods.info/showrecord.asp?id=475

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Time and time again I am astounded by the regularity and repetition of form in this valley and elsewhere in wild nature: basic patterns, sculpted by time and the land, appearing everywhere I look. The twisted branches in the forest that look so much like the forked antlers of the deer and elk. The way the glacier-polished hillside boulders look like the muscular, rounded bodies of the animals- deer, bear- that pass among these boulders like loving ghosts. The way the swirling deer hair is the exact shape and size of the larch and pine needles the deer hair lies upon one it is torn loose and comes to rest on the forest floor. As if everything up here is leaning in the same direction, shaped by the same hands, or the same mind; not always agreeing or in harmony, but attentive always to the same rules of logic and in the playing-out, again and again, of the infinite variations of specificity arising from that one shaping system of logic an incredible sense of community develops…

Felt at night when you stand beneath the stars and see the shapes and designs of bears and hunters in the sky; felt deep in the cathedral of an old forest, when you stare up at the tops of the swaying giants; felt when you take off your boots and socks and wade across the river, sensing each polished, mossy stone with your bare feet. Felt when you stand at the edge of the marsh and listen to the choral uproar of the frogs, and surrender to their shouting, and allow yourself, too, like those pine needles and that deer hair, like those branches and those antlers, to be remade, refashioned into the shape and the pattern and the rhythm of the land. Surrounded, and then embraced, by a logic so much more powerful and overarching than anything that a man or woman could create or even imagine that all you can do is marvel and laugh at it, and feel compelled to give, in one form or another, thanks and celebration for it, without even really knowing why…” – Rick Bass

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Redwood National Park

Redwood National Park

http://www.nationalparks.org/explore-parks/redwood-national-park

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“There is one thing that all true spirituality has in common, whether that spirituality is derived from faith, from science, from nature or from the arts – a sense of wonder.”  – Andrew Schneider

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