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Even upon first arriving I can already taste the joy of the cool mountain air. I can smell the truth of all of life as it weaves its way in and out of the trees. I can feel my lungs fill up inside with love from every direction and every source of life.
I can see clearly the lessons that life wants to teach me. I can reach out and touch the sacredness of being alive and I can hear the music of the magic of Nature.
When hiking, every sense and experience is a sacred hymn of being alive.
A Quiet Heart 