tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054174108215626263.post1308974580954905984..comments2024-03-13T16:47:58.186-07:00Comments on Henry's Poetry: sunrise and sunset, on Mt. LeConteHenry Walkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14785438286944835230noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054174108215626263.post-26433541845499936832015-08-09T17:55:20.592-07:002015-08-09T17:55:20.592-07:00Such beautiful images - it was sweet indeed to be ...Such beautiful images - it was sweet indeed to be able to bring the sunrise (and sunset) back to mind. What a gift you and Joan provide to all who have the opportunity to experience such magic.<br />Reneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01339508580023054521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054174108215626263.post-18234003045065529872015-08-05T18:17:53.132-07:002015-08-05T18:17:53.132-07:00So grateful for the blessing to be able to set and...So grateful for the blessing to be able to set and rise on LeConte with such wonderful folk. As I walked in the pre-dawn trail, I didn't take the wrong bend in the road (with affirmations from S.Tate behind me that has often offset my arrival at Myrtle Point). I didn't walk with fear of falling and re-breaking my arm. It is always walking to my "New Year" to be blessed between the setting and rising of the Sun at LeConte. I reset my clock while taking in new and older parents with their spectacular children; a widow who determinedly connects with the memories and the family of her loved one; realizing that some slept through Henry's quiet awakening and it is OK; it is as if each one on LeConte shows me what love is. I feeling the gentle love and support of those who cannot be with the rest of us on the mountain. Perspective Extraordinaire. I celebrate the New Year - but Spirit aside - I am reminded of the need to carve out of my schedule in August to help Joan in her new spaces. I am so grateful. Love, KarenKarennoreply@blogger.com