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:


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.


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


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.


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


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


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


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