Winnie the Pooh calls them “Explores”

I love going up into places that expand my horizons — even if I can’t see out of the canyon.  A friend and I walked up Mill Creek Canyon, the local swimming hole, and then went beyond that to Left Hand Canyon to explore.  Nobody there but the black-tailed jackrabbits.  There were plenty of old trails around, so we took some high ones, some low ones near the creek, and found high sitting places to contemplate the mind-stretching majesty of the place.  There is a renewing that takes place in my spirit when I go where other humans aren’t.  I suppose, across the centuries, people who tend to be more comtemplative have found that to be true.  The ancient mystics, the “desert fathers,” all found that removing themselves from the buzz of the world definitely fed their souls.  So it is for me.

I feel so very alive.  I am crazy about this place called Grand County, Utah!  As I walked to the Vis Ctr this morning, seeing the sunrise set the mesa top afire, I swallowed the lump in my throat that came as I remembered that a mere two weeks from now I will be in Mower County, MN…