My family took me to Turkey Run State Park for my birthday last weekend. This is a place that had been dear to me since childhood. it is full of small canyons, called "runs", that were carved millions of years ago by melting glacier water. Now, I was too young to appreciate that as a kid, but even then I remember those ancient stones filling me with a sense of reverence I didn't even quite understand. I am honored now to be able to share this blessing with my own children.
I'll post just the pictures for now, but I'll have more thoughts to share later.
Lauren and I posing in the green wood...
Ryan helping Mama with the picnic blanket...
Ryan climbing the slide, bathed rapturously in sacred sunlight!
Crossing the bridge into the Otherworld...
Lauren and Ryan playing in the one of the trickling streams that are descendants of the rushing torrents that shaped this land long ago...
Ryan gazing in wonder at the sunlight spilling over the top of the run...
Mama and children sheltering in the shade of the ancient stones...
A splendid view of this sacred sanctuary...
What magical places have you visited this year?
Love and Blessings,
~Your Forest Friar~

































