Sunday, November 8, 2009
My Hidden River
I often walk down here to my river to stand there and look out at the water and think. Being in a nice solitary place to just relax and think for awhile can be a wonderful thing. The luxury of having nobody else around helps greatly. Not many people really appreciate the power of quiet contemplation.
I guess not everyone has their own river where they can do this though. But why not? Why don't you get your own river? It's not like it's that hard to do really. After all, I have mine. But I guess you don't know how to get a river like I did. Maybe I should tell you how I got mine.
To the side of a main hiking trail there is a narrow hidden trail where no one else goes. But I go there. Off to the side of that small hidden trail is a smaller more narrow and even more hidden trail, and nobody knows it's there. But I know it's there.
This tiny trail is probably only suited for deer and other animals, but my curiosity lead me down that narrow path. I followed its twists and turns and its small up and down hills all the way to the end. This is the trail that leads to my private hidden river.