A HALO Over Mount Shasta – A Reminiscence

Beautiful photo of Mt. Shasta. I do not remember where I found this photo. Sorry.

Though I am not well travelled, Northern California/S.W. Oregon is some of the prettiest country that I have ever witnessed. Staggering! Breathtaking! Bewilderingly beautiful!!

I yearn for some high country right now. I’m old. I’m sick. I’m tired. My body aches. I’m lonesome. I fantasize recklessly. I reminisce woefully. I so yearn to find myself in a green forest of towering pines and firs – once again accompanied by my long-ago deceased, collie dog, Sam. Such a wonderful and dear companion he was. I’m sure many of you can relate.

Sam loved the forest when we once traveled together (Frodo and Sam). Sam was so darn smart it was uncanny… and so sensitive. The dog understood a great deal of English. He truly did. He was almost as smart as the stupid human who kept him.

And affection came forth from that dog. Can you believe that God actually imbues animals with the capacity for affection? There are such a great many species capable of returning man’s care and concern. They exhibit gratitude… and love at times: horses, dogs, cats, and so many other wild species. ***Love is the most powerful force in the universe.*** God has embedded it within all creation. Praise His Holy Name.

Forests and high country invigorate me. My soul shouts, capers and rejoices. Not being able to travel much anymore, I feel imprisioned in this concrete cell of a city that I inhabit. The big city: It has its amenities but it so seems like a prison at times. I can’t breathe. I can’t seem to think well.

A man needs to breathe the fresh air once in awhile. A man needs to commune with the wild and wonderful wilderness that God has created. I feel my Native American DNA strongly coming up in me. I am supposed to be one with the land. My forefathers understood that. Alas… I am one alright => one with the concrete… 😢

Sorry… ’tis my lament.

Photos: Sam (I am)

Sam outdoors. He loved the outdoors the best.

Sam (2yr) and Chief (6mo) in contented repose… (except for unwanted photographer, of course)

Sam was a pure bred GORGEOUS Collie

Sam… forever loved in this belabored memory of mine.