It’s been a long time coming. Although my blog got away from me these past 6 or so months, I have still been searching for beauty, for gratitude, for fresh air to breathe deep each and every day. My short time in New Mexico has been the most transformative experience of my life. I am grateful from the hair on my head to the blood in my veins for the opportunity to study myself so that I may be open and present for those I will serve one day.
I’ve missed sharing…
These days I’m grateful for:
One foot in front of the other on a sandy, sunny canyon path…
A reminder of precious life on Earth….
Frosty winter morning designs…
New Mexico sunsets that knock me to the ground…
Hitting the open road without a plan…
The beautifully imperfect weight of love…
The contrast of earth and sky…
New perspectives of a familiar view…
What are you grateful for?
A few weekends ago Ian & I ventured off to explore Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks National Monument. When I first moved to Santa Fe I remember new friends asking if I had been to the Tent Rocks. “Not yet…”, I feel like I answered a dozen times. Apparently it is a must-visit destination in New Mexico.
One sunny Saturday morning, Ian and I finally packed our bags and headed west.
The U.S. Department of the Interior states, “The cone-shaped tent rock formations are the products of volcanic eruptions that occurred 6 to 7 million years ago and left pumice, ash, and tuff deposits over 1,000 feet thick. Tremendous explosions from the Jemez volcanic field spewed pyroclasts (rock fragments), while searing hot gases blasted down slopes in an incandescent avalanche called a “pyroclastic flow.”
“Over time, wind and water cut into these deposits, creating canyons and arroyos, scooping holes in the rock, and contouring the ends of small, inward ravines into smooth semi-circles.” U.S. Department of the Interior
Tent Rocks is an adult playground. We loved navigating over, under, and through the amazing canyons, pausing for people to pass and taking in the layers before us. It truly is a special place to visit in New Mexico. Now, it’s your turn to adventure the monument!
Holy Moly… how did I let 2 months fly by since my last post?!
I guess you could say life got busy and I drifted away from my blog. These days I’ve been digging in the dirt, spending time with friends, and looking to the sky with Ian. Oh yea, and I’m in a new quarter of grad school. Whew!
Here are some things I’m grateful for in this beautiful life…
Garden planning (I’m hooked!)
Views from above
Taproot Farm fresh eggs
West Virginia skies
Spring blossoms in Santa Fe
Tent Rocks in New Mexico
Cloud- shadowed mountains
Read books (quarter number 2= check!)
Banjo, the farm dog
& for my niece, Josephine, who was born TODAY.
A poem for you, Jo:
This Christmas Eve we bundled up in layers upon layers (Ian wore 3 pairs of socks) and headed out with friends for Santa Fe’s annual Farolito Walk. Thousands of men, women, children and pups filled the streets on and around Canyon Road to sip hot cocoa (in our case, mulled vino), defrost by bonfires, and sing carols. We did our best to beat the crowds by ducking off into alleyways strung with lights and greenery and huddled under heat lamps outside fancy-pants restaurants. It warmed my heart to see people snuggling close and rejoicing in song, smiles illuminated by bonfire glow. Here are some photos of our chilly evening…
For me, Christmas is puzzling holiday. On the one hand, I love the chance to come together with friends and family to eat delicious meals, talk about life, and stay in our pajamas way too long. On the other hand, the way that Christmas has lost its meaning for so many because of societal pressures to give gifts (the better the gift(s), the more I love you?) makes my stomach churn. I feel shame on Christmas for not helping those who really need help and instead receiving gifts (most of the time, ones that I don’t need) just because it’s what you do on Christmas.
I want to explore in myself how I can find deeper meaning in this holiday. How can I give back to others while also being grateful for what I receive? What kind of lessons do I want to learn from Christmas and how do I want to teach my future children about gratitude and service?
My time so far in Santa Fe has pushed me to look deeper inside and question my own beliefs. Thank you for allowing me share my questions.
I hope you had a warm and relaxing holiday in a place that brings you joy.
Cheers to ringing in the new year with patience, willingness, and faith!