As far as I know this will be the last post devoted primarily to my visit with cousins in Arizona. The trip to the airport in Las Vegas took us close to the Hoover Dam, so we made a quck side trip. It reminded me of a novel about and by a Native American.
The chief character of the novel was an old gentleman who owned a gun, an illegial posession for him. Some young informants told him that the white man was going to “stop the water.” The old gentleman insisted that stopping the water was impossible because it was contrary to nature to stop water.
Finally, the old man took gun in hand and climbed the mountain to where he could see for himself. He saw that the white man was indeed stopping the water. He saw a white man walk on the top of the dam. He raised his rifle, aimed, pulled the trigger and the white man fell dead. The rest of the novel was the search for the man with the gun so he could be brought to trial.
We did not have the time to go into the bowels of the dam where electric power was generated. But we did get an idea of the massive boulders moved by non-Native Americans to “stop the water.”
This morning I read two articles from The Mennonite. One article was written by a spiritual director on the value of questions. If you question questions and want to read the article click here. The second article is from Taos, New Mexico about a camping trip into the desert mountins and a growing appreciation for water. This is a fairly long article but it can be found by clicking here. This camping trip included kayaking on the Colorado River in the Grand Canyon.
A third reading was from Richard Rohr on the spirituality of St. Francis of Assisi. He likened spirituality to a river (unstopped) that constantly receives from upstream and constantly let’s go of the water as it flows down stream. We are at our best when we are fully aware of the present moment which I am told is only about three seconds long. In that crucial moment we welcome what comes from upstream and quickly release it to the downstream flow. We cannot change a moment that is gone, but we can be grateful.
Future is unknown
Live in the present moment
Past can not be changed