The quiet is what attracts me here. God’s colours become clear here in New Mexico even during the colder Winter months. The blue sky speckled with white is only highlighted by the snow capped brown peaks of the mountains.
The bare trees stand strong, relieved of their leaves, resting, re-energizing, and waiting for the warmer weather and the eventual budding of leaves and fruits.
Nestled in these desert lands is Tent Rocks, just a short detour off of Route 66. A National Monument hidden in Kasha-Katuwe on our route between Santa Fe’ New Mexico and Prescott, Arizona, we decide to stop. It seems we are the only ones who ever did. Not a soul around. The quiet is exaggerated. The silence refuels my soul.
I am reminded to re-energize regularly….to stop, reflect, and resettle once again with the space around me. It is really that simple.
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