Thursday, August 21, 2025

Thursday, August 21, 2025

While traveling through the Canadian Rockies one of our stops was the Jasper Park Lodge in Fairmont. Our cabin was situated facing Lac Beauvert (pronounced: Lack Buh-vair), “beautiful green lake.” By this time we had seen, smelled, touched, and listened to so much natural beauty that we were emotionally and spiritually overwhelmed and squeezed of stamina.

But through our cabin window a mesmerizing view magnetized. We decided to walk the trail that circled the lake. We must have walked for ten to fifteen minutes when the view stopped me in my tracks. My heartbeats fastened. The surface of the crystal-clear turquoise water was shimmering silver; tiny shiny waves waltzing over large pebble shaped stones. 

The beauty that made me fall in love as well as distressed me was stirred by this heavenly perfection. I did not know what to do with the contradictory emotions. Motionless I took in that beauty through all my senses that absorbed the emotions and eventually my heartache. Whereas the lovers consummate their love by uniting physically, the union of nature lover and natural beauty takes place in human mind and heart. This union of individual with spirit, artist with art, devotee with God, Self with soul is a spiritual sublimation.

When viewing such beauty, you may want to possess it in a photo or painting, but of course you realize none of those reproductions would give as much pleasure as when your inner Self first awakens to a view like that. Senses stimulate. Body animates. The beauty of the moment wells up your eyes, your heart aches, the tenderness and fragility of the moment stings. The impulse is not external union but internal joining, resulting in the rise of sheer joy or pleasure which may result in an artwork.