"Outside of the dirty window I have just opened there is pure morning light on the lower rampart of the Himalayas. Near me are the steep green sinews of a bastion tufted with vegetation. A hut or shrine is visible, outlined on the summit. Beyond, in sunlit, backlighted mist, the higher pointed peak. Further to the left a still higher pointed peak that was hidden in the cloud last evening and is misty now, Song of birds in the bushes." AJTM p.84
"Yesterday as I came down the path from the mountain I heard a strange humming behind me. A Tibetan came by quietly droning a monotonous sound, a prolonged "om". It was something that harmonized with the mountain - an ancient syllable he had found long ago in the rocks, or perhaps it had been born with him." AJTM p.79Cocks crow in the valley. The tall illuminated grasses bend in the wind. One white butterfly hovers and settles. Another passes in a hurry. How glad I am not to be in the city." AJTM p.87
Peace and Blessings... Rob
"Everywhere we find ourselves invaded by the world of the sacred. Such was the experience of Thomas Merton. Such is the wonder that he is communicating to us." Thomas Berry
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