Mountain Pilgrimage
I am on pilgrimage. Away from the day-to-day life of making a living, tending to house and family, juggling the many demands and responsibilities. I am pilgriming in the White Mountains of New Hampshire near where we had a cabin when I was a child. According to the definition, a pilgrim wanders solo in a new place far from home with the prayer for spiritual transformation. Some rely on the hospitality of strangers for food and shelter. While my pilgrimage is not in a new place and I am staying in an Airbnb, I am on my own and I do seek, if not spiritual transformation, spiritual deepening. Although this northern geography of majestic mountains, cascading rivers, and pine forests are not new to me, the unfolding inner landscape I find here in solitude and silence is. My pilgrimage is prayerful in that I allow my heart to be open to inner longings and the grief and joy that enters a tender heart. In the strong ...