“The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be.”
© Tom Gable (both pictures are taken from the Lower Death Canyon Shelf)
“It is now 8:30 and the sun has set below the lower Death Canyon shelf casting a shadow over all of Death Canyon. The wind softly caresses my neck as it blows on by. Some hundreds of feet below the Death Canyon Creek roars loudly enough to be heard up here. The Teton’s are beginning to turn a pinkish-red on the west faces of their cliffs from the descending sun. In the few trees on the shelf, the birds sing their songs, perhaps announcing the days end. The life that fills this area is marvelous as are the cliffs and mountains that provide such a wondrous landscape.
While these mountains and cliffs seem so large, the land is still. Still is a word that not many truly experience. Stillness is not found in the daily bustle of life, nor can it be. Stillness is found in a moment of time where nothing is expected of you; where you have no where else to go, nothing else to do. All of life’s constraints and expectations are cast off leaving one content to just sit and be still. For some that make take the form of a sandy beach, others the small woods behind the house or maybe a mountainside. Whichever the case, such stillness is necessary to life, necessary for peace of mind. Nature is truly the heart of stillness.”
–An excerpt from my journal on July 27, 2012