The Sunrise gave birth to a new day bathing this Montane Forest with evolving hues of Grandfather Sun’s spectral rays. A color wheel changing by the second from deep saffron orange, to amaranth and cadmium red, to pantone and golden yellow, to its final ivory white.
As I stretch my body, I fix my gaze on the horizon and slowly turn in an arc. I find myself surrounded by Engelmann Spruce, Utah Juniper, Douglas-fir, and Quaking Aspen. My sleeping bag is laid out in a thick bed of soft needles from a massive Ponderosa Pine that looms above me.
Oh, what this Standing Person may have witnessed in its thousand years. What wisdom imparted.Continue reading Erasing Negative Karmic Traces – एकम्