dream walkings

2000 Lake Luzern, Switzerland

We woke to Thunderbird’s dance and the cool morning mist. The soft whispering strands of clouds now teasing the mountain cradles are but remnants of the unseen blanket that covered our Swiss alpine gem this morning. I went into the mountain yesterday – the great Pilatus whose crown now lies obscured by the cleansing storm. The mountain was cool and energizing as I walked the man-made path within it. The feeling of it made me giddy and I get a little of that back now as I think on my earthen experience. I likely could have languished in its cool sky-bound embrace all day. It will never be the same for me to look up at it now. Thankfully I can no longer gaze unknowingly at it from our home here across its green glacial reflecting pool. Now, when I look up my soul is transported to the dark cave in the sky. I see the black-gray rock and the tiny tufts of grass and flower clinging to the cave’s own window ledge, and I can feel the cool pure strength of it.