| hike to paradise |
| hike to paradise |
| aeta |
May 17, 2015
We go to a far away place 15 hours from our place to seek the adventure our
souls long for.
A place serene to profess and confess.
To a road less traversed, to a sea less paddled.
As we sail the calm sea in the morning, the sun illuminates down the bottom
of the clear water. Starfishes and sea
urchins and colorful fishes remind us that we are one with earth.
The rocks and white sand on the shore, our eyes and hearts feast.
For in our daily ordinary lives, we see less of this natural beauty.
| jimny to anguib |
| drive to paradise |
| jimny with convoy to paradise some segments 4x4 only |
One day, humans will inhabit this secret place, to stain the color of this
sand, to strike this coral, to kill this tree.
And everything today will just be a memory.
And so I pray for storms and strong waves to guard this place and keep this
holy.
As we ride the boat to the biggest ocean, we are humbled by its
prepollence. My son laughing unknoweth
of the peril the strong waves provide.
We pray that we die not on this day, and felt the angels hold our
lives. Life....... we beg for it on that
every moment as the strong waves came wanting to crush us.
The next day, we look at Sierra Madre, beautiful as it is, full of trees
and vines and mystery. We then cross the
mountain with prayers, lots of it. That
she may welcome us in her bosom, in the waterfalls of love. The birds
chant to let us understand the enigma.
That behind the mystery, is another mystery, that for all Sierra Madre's
life, there is a secret place behind, kept between her and the ocean. We were there to witness such beautiful
prodigious secret. Providing us fresh
water from her vein to replenish our thirsty souls. A paradise!
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