I’d been up since 3 am. Gathered my day pack together and set out for the Park entrance. It was 4:30 when I got in line with the rest of the cars. How many preceded me? Unknown. How far to the gate? Unknown.
It was so pitch black I couldn’t even see the sheer rock walls next to the road. They loomed hundreds of feet above me. But that amazing Navaho Sandstone, with its colors ranging from white, to orange, to red to purple gray, wouldn’t be revealed until Grandfather Sun lifted that veil of darkness about an hour later.
The many geological forces that predominate these formations are spread all over the South West. Volcanic activity exploding with pyroclastic flows of igneous rock. Layers of wind-blown sand rest in shallow waters forming sedimentary stones. Great upheavals and high pressures add metamorphic rock to the mix.
Then Nature, the Primordial Artist, wields a River as knife and brush, in this case the Virgin River, to cut through these rock layers. Differential erosion leaving such beautiful formations that they must be named. The Great White Throne, Checkerboard Mesa, Cougar Mountain, Horse Ranch Mountain, Angels Landing, The Organ, Twin Brothers Peak, The Court of the Patriarchs, The Sentinel, The West Temple, The Towers of the Virgin, The Altar of Sacrifice, The Watchman, Weeping Rock, The Mountain of the Sun, and The Emerald Pools . . .Continue reading Erasing Negative Karmic Traces – त्रीणि