As the days shorten and the skies become gray and wet, I become a bit introspective. Poking at things, examining their edges and gently, tenderly deciding if those things (thoughts, feelings, beliefs) are treasures to cherish, wounds to heal or heavy stones to set down somewhere. And so each one gets placed on the altar of my heart, to be covered in love and then released.
I learned recently of CO2 recapture technology that injects carbon emissions into basalt rock, where it is safely held. I wonder if I can leave all the heavy stones found in my internal meanderings at the base of the basalt towers we climb on hikes?. Hmmmmmm. It's against the rules of the wilderness to leave things behind...
Lola (Jen) Jovan and her imaJENation