retreat.

May 4, 2017 § Leave a comment

“Within you, there is a stillness and a sanctuary to which you can retreat at anytime and be yourself.” – Hermann Hesse

 

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San Juan National Forest

https://www.durango.org/discover-durango/san-juan-national-park

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“Alone had always felt like an actual place to me, as if it weren’t a state of being, but rather a room where I could retreat to be who I really was.” – Cheryl Strayed

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The Grottos, White River National Forest

The Grottos, White River National Forest

http://www.gohikeco.com/2013/06/the-grottos_16.html

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“Nowhere can man find a quieter or more untroubled retreat than in his own soul.” – Marcus Aurelius

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Indian Peaks Wilderness

Indian Peaks Wilderness

http://www.thearmchairexplorer.com/colorado/arapaho-roosevelt-national-forest

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“From time to time, to remind ourselves to relax and be peaceful, we may wish to set aside some time for a retreat, a day of mindfulness, when we can walk slowly, smile, drink tea with a friend, enjoy being together as if we are the happiest people on Earth.” – Thich Nhat Hanh

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Grand Mesa Scenic Highway

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“What they say is, life goes on, and that is mostly true. The mail is delivered and the Christmas lights go up and the ladders get put away and you open yet another box of cereal. In time, the volume of my feelings would be turned down in gentle increments to a near quiet, and yet the record would still spin, always spin. There was a place for Rose so deeply within myself that it was another country, another world, with its own light and time and its own language. A lost world. Yet its foundations and edges were permanent-the ruins of Pompeii, the glorious remnants or the Forum. A world that endured, even as it retreated into the past. A world visited, imagined, ever waiting, yet asleep” – Deb Caletti

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Book cliffs

Book Cliffs

https://www.nps.gov/colm/planyourvisit/book-cliffs-view.htm

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“Solitary. But not in the sense of being alone. Not solitary in the way Thoreau was, for example, exiling himself in order to find out where he was; not solitary in the way Jonah was, praying for deliverance in the belly of the whale. Solitary in the sense of retreat. In the sense of not having to see himself, of not having to see himself being seen by anyone else.” – Paul Auster

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Colorado NM

http://coloradomonumentfriends.com/tag/glade-park/

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“Life, authentic life, is supposed to be all struggle, unflagging action and affirmation, the will butting its blunt head against the world’s wall, suchlike, but when I look back I see that the greater part of my energies was always given over to the simple search for shelter, for comfort, for, yes, I admit it, for cosiness. This is a surprising, not to say shocking, realisation. Before, I saw myself as something of a buccaneer, facing all-comers with a cutlass in my teeth, but now I am compelled to acknowledge that this was a delusion. To be concealed, protected, guarded, that is all I have ever truly ever wanted, to burrow down into a place of womby warmth and cower there, hidden from the sky’s indifferent gaze and the air’s harsh damagings. That is why the past is just such a retreat for me, I go there eagerly, rubbing my hands and shaking off the cold present and the colder future. And yet, what existence, really, does it have, the past? After all, it is only what the present was, once, the present that is gone, no more than that. And yet.” – John Banville

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Colorado National Monument

Colorado National Monument

http://www.denverpost.com/2013/07/18/should-colorado-national-monument-become-a-national-park-no/

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“The poet lives and writes at the frontier between deep internal experience and the revelations of the outer world. There is no going back for the poet once this frontier has been reached; a new territory is visible and what has been said cannot be unsaid. The discipline of poetry is in overhearing yourself say difficult truths from which it is impossible to retreat. Poetry is a break for freedom. In a sense all poems are good; all poems are an emblem of courage and the attempt to say the unsayable; but only a few are able to speak to something universal yet personal and distinct at the same time; to create a door through which others can walk into what previously seemed unobtainable realms, in the passage of a few short lines.” ― David Whyte

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