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#AprilLove2015 5 Years Ago
5 years ago, I was walking in the Temple of Muir. (That is, Muir Woods National Monument just outside of San Francisco by way of the Golden Gate Bridge.) As you enter the valley, a brilliant aroma fills the air - cedar and redwood - and you drive a curling road down to a stand of venerable giants. To walk the trails of Muir is to enter a place of worship, a kingdom of spirit and dirt.
The Coast Redwoods have truly lived - many between 400 and 800 years old, one over 1,000 years old. They have seen all of Nature's heart breaks, visible by their scars, and Nature has healed them and given life anew. I walked in this joyous Temple 5 years ago, and I was broken open, bleeding, and confused. I can gaze back in time, understanding that Nature restored me in the woods. Part of me took root, deep in the canopy of ancients.
"Nature is always lovely, invincible, glad, whatever is done and suffered by her creatures. All scars she heals, whether in rocks or water or sky or hearts." John Muir