Getting started --

The falls was spurting and spraying as we looked for a spot for lunch early in this hiking season. It seems free and yet it follows the same paths year after year. Are we following the same paths, even though it may look different as we grow older and our bodies change? Our spirits are the same though covered by the guises we have used to protect them. It's that falls--or the lucious snow lily on the hillside above Lake Isabelle on June 30th--that touches my spirit--the true Divine one. The Divine in nature touching the Divine in me! Awesome.