Last night Debra and I arrived home from our 8 day trip to the Southwest. This was my last trip of the sabbatical and It worked out so well that we could go together. We began at Christ in the Desert Monastery which is at the end of a 13 mile gravel road about 125 miles north of Albuquerque, NM. This remote Benedictine community is in the Chama canyon and reminds me of the early desert fathers who retreated to the desert to draw nearer to God. Its amazing that then and now people traveled for miles to spend time with them in prayer and worship.
This community has prayers 7 times a day in accord with Psalm 119 where David writes "Seven times a day will I praise you O Lord". Their day begins at 4 am with Vigils and ends at 7:30 p.m. with Compline. In between are times of prayer that are long and short. Every week they pray/chant all 150 Psalms. Its very moving but also very tiring. But in the ordinary and routine they experience God's presence.We enjoyed a special suite that was quite and upgrade from some other monastery places I have stayed. The beauty of the canyon was right out our door and you could hear the quite. Going to 4 am vigils (yes I did it once) was most profound in seeing the beauty of the skies overhead fulled with stars and galaxies that we never see. I recited Psalm 8 and Psalm 19 as I walked. We delighted in the goodness of Gods creation, presence and the company of each other.
Guesthouse garden |
The rockies are still topped with snow as you can see from the LaPlata range here.
We spent a day exploring Mesa Verde National Park which is where Native American's of the Pueblo tribe lived from 600 - 1200 BC. Originally living on top of the Mesa in 1100 BC they began building housed under the overhanging cliffs. These cliff dwellings have been preserved in the dry climate and tell the story of their lives. After having been at Petra in Jordan and seen how the Nabateans caved their homes into the sandstone it was interesting seeing the difference in the Pueblo's
This is a closeup of one of the ceremonial lodges which would have been roofed with branches and dirt. The firepit in the center receives air from the hole behind it. In 1200 the dwellings were abandoned and the tribe moved to NM.
Debra and I at Blue Lake Ranch B&B |
Shiprock NM |
I really wanted to "experience" the canyon first hand by hiking into it this trip. Since my knee was doing pretty well I headed out 5 am and hiked 6 miles down to "Plateau Point" which overlooks the Colorado River. It was a sacred experience with hardly noone else up at that time to have the first few hours alone in the canyon with God as I watch the sun rise and begin to light up its walls.
On the way back up I met a few mule trains of those going to "Ghost Ranch". This is a brief glimpse of the "Bright Angel" trail that has endless switchbacks. The canyon is a mile deep. I traveled down only 3000 feet.
From the picture below you can see the green down the middle which is "Indian Gardens", an oasis halfway down the canyon.
From there you can see the point to the left which is "Plateau Point." It took me 2 1/2 hours to hike the 6 miles down and 3 1/2 to hike up. Not bad since I'm having knee surgery next Monday. :). But it was a special joy to be able to experience God's presence in the creative beauty of this place.
Debra and I enjoyed staying right on the rim in one of the historic Bright Angel Cabins. We trav
traveled from here back to Albuquerque enjoying the beauty of the mountains and then desert on the way. They reminded us of the lessons from Belden Lane's Solace of Fierce Landscapes. ATTENTIVENESS & INDIFFERENCE . To survive in the desert & mountains you must be attentive to what is important and indifferent to what dosen't matter. This is a profound lesson for our lives as learned from these places.