
When I snap a photograph, I often feel a little sad that the picture can’t show the sense of place. There can be a powerful emotional feeling that is inherent to some physical places, and the photo just can’t do it justice. The eye sees what is physically present, but the heart sees something less tangible.

Sedona is known for its energy and power, which I always thought was a bit over-done – until I went there. Yup, the energy is palatable. This photo of Sedona shows a scene that took my breath away, but it looks pretty pedestrian here. The cars and highway detract from the drama, but show just how up-close and personal the landscape is there.

In Albuquerque, my husband, daughter, and I toured a field of volcanic stones that were etched with hundreds of petrogylphs (drawings pecked into rocks by Native Americans, hundreds of years ago). At first, we were excited to have found them and to see them so clearly. As we walked among them for awhile, though, we were overcome by a profound feeling of sacredness.
Each glyph felt like it had taken on a bit of the energy of the maker. Or perhaps, each glyph called upon a specific energy of the cosmos, and that energy remained. I’m not sure what the modern theory is about petroglyphs, but it’s my personal belief that each glyph represents a prayer.

In Hawaii, we visited some sacred sites, and I took this photo at the Place of Refuge. It was once a place of solace, a refuge for those in trouble. Open to the public now, it still retains a sense of comfort. It feels much like the land there was imbued with a reverence that doesn’t fade, yet the photos appeared ordinary. This sea turtle (below) had clearly chosen this beach to comfort him as he passed on. We were sad to witness what I felt sure was his last day, but it felt right that he would come to the Place of Refuge.
This photo, taken on the winter solstice, 2012, looks like a typical winter scene with some elk. What you don’t see is the absolute feeling of expectation in the air. That had to be seen with the heart.

The energy of a place – I couldn’t agree more. Photos can capture a look but not the feeling. The feelings and energy need to live on in us.
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Truth.
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Wow… now I want to take a road trip! I want to live near the mountains… or the ocean… someplace I can drive to, within thirty minutes, and just find peace… 🙂
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A road trip could do you some good! I know how much you could use a little peace, with all you have going on. It’s a lot easier to find when you go inside when you’re outside.
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I know… I’ve been meditating by imagining myself on a warm, starlit summer’s night… crescent Moon setting in the west… a gently breeze moving through the grass… crickets chirping… water lapping at the lakeside… and a mountain in the distance, reaching up toward then skies 🙂
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Sounds pretty good! I hope you can get out of the city to see the stars occasionally! My favorite star-watching has been in rural Wyoming (pretty much the whole state).
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Now you’re making me jealous LOL
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“…seen with the heart”
I know exactly what you mean.
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I knew you would! Isn’t that what draws you to New Mexico?
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Honestly, I don’t know. There’s “something” there. I keep looking for it, everytime we go. It’s like an egg hunt. I find thousands of eggs, but I’m still looking for the last one.
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I clicked and looked at all of the photos up close. It helped to understand what you wrote.
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Sigh. Even the pictures can’t show what only the heart see. But I hope you enjoyed the photos.
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