Into Indian Country
(written 2/16)
Tonight when I arrived home and got out of the car...I looked up...as I always do to take in the stars...moon... and whatever else may be out there in the deep. Tonight...as I gazed up...it felt as if I was standing in the middle of a sparkling Christmas card...glittery snow capping outstretched evergreen...a sky full of twinkling stars...just the right hint of wispy clouds. The crisp beauty was incredible. Part of what made the moment...strangely enough...was the cold. While in some parts of the hemisphere...spring is budding...here...the last three days have been... freezing... yesterday brought a snow storm strong enough to cause havoc. All this...right before my awaited chinese new year journey to...Indian Country...where forecasts predict an even more intense cold. Nonetheless...the adventure beckons...and excitement is mounting...at the knowing that soon...my feet will be back on land upon which they first stood over forty years ago... the sacred Black Hills...South Dakota. That territory was one of the many places my parents drove us to... every summer... adventures... wondrous places...and people...to be remembered for a lifetime...and for which I am forever grateful. The heart of that land...beats so strong...times spent there...have given me some of my most deepseated memories. Tomorrow...I travel with shifus and classmates...some whom I have gotten to know little by little over the last three years.... but whom I will... undoubtedly...get to know better...after those long hours on the bus...and through whatever else awaits us.............
More.....words and photos...will follow.....as the days to come...unfold............
©mltainolegends
Buddha and lion performers sharing some
moments before a performance.......
Tonight when I arrived home and got out of the car...I looked up...as I always do to take in the stars...moon... and whatever else may be out there in the deep. Tonight...as I gazed up...it felt as if I was standing in the middle of a sparkling Christmas card...glittery snow capping outstretched evergreen...a sky full of twinkling stars...just the right hint of wispy clouds. The crisp beauty was incredible. Part of what made the moment...strangely enough...was the cold. While in some parts of the hemisphere...spring is budding...here...the last three days have been... freezing... yesterday brought a snow storm strong enough to cause havoc. All this...right before my awaited chinese new year journey to...Indian Country...where forecasts predict an even more intense cold. Nonetheless...the adventure beckons...and excitement is mounting...at the knowing that soon...my feet will be back on land upon which they first stood over forty years ago... the sacred Black Hills...South Dakota. That territory was one of the many places my parents drove us to... every summer... adventures... wondrous places...and people...to be remembered for a lifetime...and for which I am forever grateful. The heart of that land...beats so strong...times spent there...have given me some of my most deepseated memories. Tomorrow...I travel with shifus and classmates...some whom I have gotten to know little by little over the last three years.... but whom I will... undoubtedly...get to know better...after those long hours on the bus...and through whatever else awaits us.............
More.....words and photos...will follow.....as the days to come...unfold............
©mltainolegends
Buddha and lion performers sharing some
moments before a performance.......
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