walking between the massive rocks of Arches National Park, Utah, feel like bowing my head down…to the Giants who were there before me…before mankind.
whether it is from a cliff, looking down to all the rock formation far far away, or driving pass massive structures having above your head, or hiking for an hour to be able to stand beneath one of the great natural arches…I felt so small.
the phrase "valley of the Giants" simply could not leave my mind. i don’t know why. maybe i had been to one too many Native American sites, maybe i’ve heard one too many Native American folklore, maybe it is just the place. and i realize, that sometimes, feeling so small feels so great. feeling so minuscule and unimportant, and feeling as if i could just continue silently on my modest way, trying not to disturb the Giants who came before me… the peacefulness and silent energy, wonderful!
and once again feel the truth of this statement rings true, "we did not inherit this Earth from our ancestors, we merely borrow it from our children…" because somehow, i feel like the Earth and everyone who came before us, are watching over us, and trying to see, whether we treat the world with justice and love….
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andtheniwentbacktothehotelandsawwhatwashappeningtotherestoftheworldwhileiwasstandingandgazingatthoseGiants….
ohhowsadthestateofourbelovedEarthis.
