is cathartic.
I take the mountains for granted all the time. I live ten minutes away from this height, and only come up here maybe once a year to just sit and watch. I look at the tiny, cardboard houses, and the miniscule cars inching along, I see the grandeur of the lake and the mountains rising up all around, I pick out the tiny speck that is my home in the distance, and I feel my cares and stresses ebb slowly away. They are but one more small, momentary thing amid a sea of other small and momentary things.
Then, when I come back down into the melee of the close-up, life-sized, fast-paced world, I know where I am on the grid again.
Sometimes a bird's-eye view of the world becomes a God's-eye view.
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too bad we can't stay there just a little bit longer . . .
heights and views ARE oddly therapeutic and restful. i love the way they automatically draw my mind to perspective and distance and proximity. i love the way the physicality of the world sometimes so exactly mirrors our life patterns and thought processes.
Thanks for sharing your view and your views.
I love the similar perspective when coming out of the Provo Temple, a mountain view from the "mountain of the Lord's house."
Love,
Mom
I'm glad you get away for just a few minutes--even if it is once a year. I feel like its something necessary, but far too few people actually do it.
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