As if in answer to my last post of the split soul, I watched a hawk chase an invading bald eagle from its nest for miles of circles against a brilliant blue sky and read this passage from Mark Nepo’s book “Endless Practice” on New Year’s Day:
Ultimately, the human in us must accept that it will never transcend this life into what its heart knows is eternal. We can feel and taste what is limitless but never stay there because being human by definition is to live here with limits. And the spirit in us that glides like a hawk, which we can also call our being, must accept that what carries it walks; must accept that while it lives in the sky, the life it is incarnated to help lives on the ground.
Ebey’s Landing, New Year Day 2015
Mt. Baker beyond cabbage(?) field
Balmy 55-degree bluff and muddy trail
despite ice-covered ground outside bluff
A step into the secret woods
Famous Ebey’s sitting log along the trail
In this New Year moment, I was among the greatest number of folks from infants to elders I have ever seen hiking this amazing spot (1000+?). Did my heart good to see everyone including myself starting the New Year away from screens, answering the call of the open.