In my blog post, “Topophilia,” an essay about the value of the desert southwest, particularly southern Utah, I wrote that I, “feel connected with the land in a way that words cannot describe.”
Indeed I do. Some people may contend that the wild canyons and plateaus are dangerous; yes, Mother Nature can be treacherous–violently so. However, despite that, I find sanctuary in the sandstone, a place of refuge and rejuvenation, of clarity and healing. How can I find words to describe this place? I may not ever be able to do it justice.
Last week, I met Ann Marie Whittaker through her blog, “Age Old Tree,” and discovered her prose about why she loves her Red Rock Wilderness. In a brief email exchange, I could sense a profound sense of place and love in her voice for this beautiful slickrock desert so many people fall in love with. We need more people like Ann Marie in this world; I hope you go to her blog and read the post over and over (make sure to check out part two as well). You’ll be inspired; I am, and I learned that its actually okay to embrace an honest silence about a place.
I’m still not sure what I want to say about southern Utah, but I’m very happy its there, and that its loved by so many.