July 20, 2024 – A

Tourist time starts around 10 AM.
Sunrise on the peaks begins a bit earlier.
It is a question of what matters most.

Knowing what matters to us
is a key piece of knowing,
reflecting our original nature.

We don't know why the important things
are important,
we just live to serve them.

Dogs, cats, horses and people
matter a lot to a lot of people,
and not so much to others,
reflecting the original nature
of both groups.

Giving them a sense of where they belong,
and where they have no business being.
Essential knowing.
Where our place is,
and where it isn't.
What we are about--
what we are to be about.
And not about.

We have to honor the lines
defining, expressing,
doing, being who we are,
and are capable of being.

That is the tragedy.
That we do not know
and do not bother with knowing
who we are
and are capable of being.

Largely because we have 
the wrong people in or life.
People who do not know
or care
who they are.

Who have/had neither the time
nor the inclination
to sit in the emptiness/stillness/silence
long enough,
often enough,
to listen/see/know/understand
required to discover
and understand
who they are
and not.