Yesterday’s hike was simply wonderful. After beginning a bit overcast and cool the day turned into a marvelous early summer experience in the Sangre de Cristos. The trails we hiked (parts of Big Tesuque and Winsor) were beautiful with many wildflowers and
trees shimmering like green gold in the cool breezes. As you can see from the photo above we stopped for communion in a lovely mountain meadow with a little mountain stream running through it. Aspen
It was a perfect day to contemplate the many and varied languages of nature with which the Holy “speaks” to us. It is not only with human speech that we are wooed by God; it is also through nature’s speech which engages more than just our ears. A cool breeze or the warm sun upon our skin or the fragrance of a wild flower or new pine, are these not among the many languages of the Holy? What better way to experience the knowledge of God's presence among us and love for us than to be out in the cathedrals of nature.
Nature has languages all its own which can be as subtle and imperceptible as a tiny flower which is so easy to miss or as loud and boisterous as a strong wind which makes it difficult to hear anything else and causes great trees to knock together. God speaks through nature speaks if we will but listen.