Her spirit and her heart are so visible. She reminds me of the good that is in this world.
We met in the parking lot of Ingles Grocery and drove over 2 hours to get to this place. On our way we watched thunderheads building and I mused my worries about rain out loud and she responded by saying that no matter, it would be an adventure, rain or not. We talked of mamma black bears and their cubs, future plans, faith and spirituality, and remaining true to the desires of your heart. We talked of hiking, of family, of the role that our grandmothers had played in our lives, the necessity and healing of Nature, the importance of being present. The 2 hour drive went by in a blink.
Soon we were in North Carolina and turned off of the main road onto a winding dirt mountain that crawled upwards towards Max Patch. The road was busy and my Subaru was covered in dust. We wove slowly around traffic coming up and down the road and patiently drove towards the parking lot which was overflowing with cars. We lucked out in parking and packed up what we needed and headed towards the top.
There were so many people already there, but despite the busyness, the place encompassed a beauty and peace that persisted despite the number of witnesses there. It felt holy and sacred and many times, we stopped and just soaked it in, my camera by my side.
Throughout, I was fully, fully present. An incredible gift. I am so grateful. Thank you, Catherine.