I step out of the car at my secret place. The sweet scent of earth is at hand. I love it here. There is something pure that exists here. As I journey towards the path, the warmness of serenity overcomes me. The trees are have not yet come alive this season, yet they are still so beautiful. Bare like my soul, but there still for all to see. I reach the path, I sigh. This is the only path in my life that I truely know where the outcome lies. I venture down the leaf covered trail, listening to the stream that follows me to my right. The scenery is too great for words and the best is yet to come. After a few miles deep into the forest, I reach my destination. There before me stands a 6 story waterfall. It waits to be discovered everytime. As I look to the sky, I can see only the top of the waterfall. In this moment, all is certain. All is obtainable. Clarity is bliss. All my woes and worries are carried away by the wind from this place. The smell of fresh spring water is sweet. Water, the stable of life, waits before me to give thanks. I reach down and cup a handful and quinch my thrist. My mouth is not dry, my thrist is for knowledge is satisfied. This place is the gateway for my dreams, and today my dreams were made. Nature has a way of putting things in perspective. Nothing else matters when you are there. Thank you goddess for letting me be a part of something so grand. As I turn to leave, a bird lands on a log that lies across the bottom of the fall. It looks at me as though to give thanks for me enjoying its home. I smile at him, and give a short whistle. He responds and it brings a tear to me eye. The chills race down my spine and my toes and fingers begin to tingle. He has filled my empty heart with a sense of hope. He flies away and I head back down the path. As I once again reach the beginning of the trees, I stop and turn. Thank you for sharing your wisdom, even if I can't yet understand it. I will miss you, my secret place. :)
