"A two-thousand-year-old rabbinic parable claims that the Torah was originally given in seventy languages so that every nation could understand its wisdom and no people could claim it solely as its own. Long ago, the rabbis understood that God speaks in many ways — in nature, silence, music, love, and anguish. Our job is to listen in many ways."
The above quote is truly wise in that God does speaks to us in many beautiful ways. As Fall approaches here in the Rockies one begins to see, feel, and hear the infinite ways of His language. The above photos are a moment in time that I was able to hear this language. The majesty of the elk, the serene setting, and the peacefulness of nature. As I am drawn to places to photograph, I think of what Henry Miller said, "Our destination is never a place, but a new way of looking at things. I find this so evidently true in that recognizing it is not how far one has come that is significant, but how far one has yet to go. In this realization, in this kind of looking forward from where you are resides the classic virtue of hope. With the moving forward on life's journey, and facing the unknown I realize that I'm never alone no matter where that happens to be.
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