"When dawn spreads its paintbrush on the plain, spilling purple... ," Sons of the Pioneers song from TV show "Wagon Train." Dawn on the mythic Santa Fe Trail, New Mexico, looking toward Raton from Cimarron. -- Clarkphoto. A curmudgeon's old-fashioned newspaper column, cross-breeding metaphors and journalism and art, for readers in 150 countries.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Sacred high places, five days til Christmas

Mountains in the soul, Truchas--watercolor card
Mountains, the high places, have always had power over mankind and our imaginations and spirituality. No matter where in the world, they dominate, they beckon, they add drama to landscape and lives. No wonder there was the sermon on the mount, or the transfiguration on Mount Herman, or "Mount" Calvary. 
My favorite mountains in New Mexico are the Truchas, rising over 13,000 feet near the end of the Sangre de Cristos. Near their base is the little village of Truchas, cold, remote and yet a magnet on the High Road to Taos. These are places for strong people, individuals, those who don't mind being alone, or taking risks, or breathing high, cold air and enjoying vistas for the soul.

1 comment:

  1. The back roads, byways, and old villages of northern New Mexico are magical.

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