dream walkings

1993 Lake Pend Oreille Area

This area is especially pretty in winter. As we drive to the airport in Spokane this morning I was in awe of the beauty of the snow covered mountains. It is magical the way we are surrounded by the beautiful snow covered trees, each leaf and branch covered in its own little blanket. It is a delicious distraction to the too often monotony of air travel. These winter hills feel as if they harbor some cold hard secret of our humanity. I get that feeling in my chest as if they could suck away my soul taking me to their wild unknown hiding place. Their secrets toy with me. As if I could be absorbed by their cool hardness becoming at one with them. We don’t bother to know or respect this Earth well enough to suit me. For all the adventures and expeditions we undertake it seems too often in the wrong place. It seems more in an effort to master than to understand. Sound familiar?

Nonetheless, these snow covered mountains are a feast for my eyes.