Tenaya Lake, Yosemite National Forest.
If Yosemite is a sample of heaven, I want to go there. To heaven that is. And to Yosemite while I’m still here on earth. One becomes instantly cured of whatever ails us within 24 hours of this place. In such pristine nature, our beings recall what they are meant to be. And we recognize all the clutter and nonsense that gets tacked to us in the “civilized” world.
In that some sweet day when the dreams of a better society materialize – governments should mandate that all citizens routinely retreat to such beauty…and without the electronic devices that to many campers are inclined to bring along. Silence itself should be mandated (although of course, soft talking and singing could be allowed). Oh, what that would do for our collective sanity!
Alas, only a dream. And I can’t even dream that people will one day put down their phones on busses and trains or other public places.
Silence should be revered as a precious commodity. And yet we seem to be losing it, just as we are it just as we are losing wilderness such as this.
Susan Casslan 