My wife and I discovered this little corner of the world Sunday. Look at it. Look at everything that is going on, life, death, old, new, birth, life, ends and beginnings.
This is just one little spot, one little space, 9 square km or so of the of 510 million square km that covers our earth.
I like discovering places like this. They give me hope, hope that, believe it or not, we can survive most anything including dumb-asses like Donald Trump. If this little space, this little oasis can survive, why can’t we?
I doubt that this little waterfall has changed much in the last 10,000 years, maybe even in the last 500,000 years. I imagine strange animals drinking water from the cool pool below. Ancient humans resting near by on their journey searching for food, shelter maybe even a mate. Native Americans taking a refreshing drink from the cold mountain stream. Settlers watering their horses as they push west looking for a new beginning.
New beginnings, life is about ends and beginnings, doors closing and doors opening. Some days I feel like more doors are closing than opening then I find places like this, little spots that are holding the world together, my world together, your world together. I am happy they exist, I happy I can still find them, I am happy we can still find each other.
“I am made up of two worlds; one in which I exist to hold everyone together and the other where I watch myself constantly fall apart.” – K. Piper