A Solemn Spot in the Woods

This weekend I took a long hike deep into the woods. A couple of miles in I encountered this:

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This place was special to someone, a place of peace and meditation. A long line of prayer flags, decades old, hangs suspended from the trees.

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The first time I saw them they reminded me of my Grandma’s clothes line.

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I don’t follow the faith of the person who placed these flags, but as I stand on the side of a mountain looking through them I think I experience the same sense of awe.

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This is a place that makes me thing of something bigger than myself….

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I feel grateful standing on this place for all the wonders around me.

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I am warmed by the sun and cooled by the breeze. The sunlight animates everything I see.

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I stand in this spot and offer praise to my God.

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32 thoughts on “A Solemn Spot in the Woods

  1. Lovely images Lorri,
    Prayer flags are usually very bright colours (even when old), so I somehow imagine that this line of prayer flags must have been exposed to the weather for a very long time.
    What an unexpected sight to behold on a woodland walk in the US.

    • My son brought some prayer flags back from Nepal about two years ago and they are just as faded so I think that the dyes used probably fade quite quickly. I have them on my balcony. They are quite relaxing as they float in the breeze.

      • The woman who places these has been doing so since the 70s. She leaves them to hang until they just disintegrate. She told me that these had been up a lot longer than most and wondered if their fabric content was a bit different. They are larger than her others – about a foot across.

  2. I got a chill looking at your beautiful photos, you nailed it. Believing in something greater than yourself is what it is all about, love this post, gets me where I live.

    • I have seen them on a couple of spots nearby, there’s a spring with smaller ones and some grass weaving on them – someone really put some work into them. There are also some in the woods next to my house, they are a memorial.

    • Thanks – I was so taken with the sunshine in the woods and the flags were the one thing that I could really convey the light with. They looked almost etherial – well actually they were. I love Eureka and the neighboring community – a very special place.

  3. I’ll never forget the first time I saw prayer flags in someone’s solitary, sacred space. It was moving and yet made me still. I came upon them on a walking trail in Colorado, my breath stopped and in the next moment it deepened. You captured their beauty perfectly here. What a nice memory.

    • I feel the same way when I see these. I know the woman who placed them. The mark the place where she lived in the woods when her child was born in the 70s. I think of waking everyday to that view and that peace – it almost makes me want to rough it. Almost:)

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