No pain here, no dull empty hours, no fear of the past, no fear of the future. These blessed mountains are so compactly filled with God’s beauty, no petty personal hope or experience has room to be. Drinking this champagne water is pure pleasure, so is breathing the living air, and every movement of limbs is pleasure, while the body seems to feel beauty when exposed to it as it feels the campfire or sunshine, entering not by the eyes alone, but equally through all one’s flesh like radiant heat, making a passionate ecstatic pleasure glow not explainable.
Our short-lived adventure to Revelstoke last weekend. We sang along to music from the 90s to 00s, got mcdonalds drive thru, and kept each other entertained for the seven hours car ride. It was truly an amazing weekend that I wish lasted longer. The great escape, into the wilderness.