i just came down from the highest point in san francisco (which happens to be my backyard), and i'm almost speechless. almost. the view was the most stunning one i've seen since living here. maybe even ever. i stood on the top and just received the 360 degree beauty-gift.
to the south: expansive city rolling over the horizon toward the airport and los angeles.
to the east: oh my. it was dusk, so the sun had just set, but the city was still quite visible. all of the street lights and car lights had come on, so the city sparkled with crazy-colored jewels shimmering about. the magnificence of man was doing a dance below me. and above, the most ginormous full moon shining on the bay and covering the city. an ode to its glory.
to the north: the Golden Gate bridge with it's fascinating beauty that we all find pride in, as if we'd had a hand in constructing the beams. framed by the backdrop of the Marin Headlands, i'm not sure that i'd realized the fine-tuned balance of man and nature until today.
to the west: well. to the west is that great expanse that holds more mystery than anything else on earth. the water was clear and still and stretched out to a ruler-straight horizon. the sun had just tucked itself into bed and left burnt sienna smears behind. actually, it was a color that crayola probably hasn't invented yet. it must be the color of air in our lungs, because it was filling mine.
i felt something akin to royalty in those moments. pure peace, only interrupted by the decision of which direction to turn next. i suppose i'm sharing this experience because i haven't always been sure about my feelings for san francisco. today i understood how very passionate i am about this city with it's powerful mind and it's beautiful Mother. i know that there is big purpose and a sparkling path to meander on. i'm so thankful for being plunked down in a place that honors the universal connectedness of all. and i'm so thankful for seeing that represented in the view from Twin Peaks tonight.
(deep breath in, big sigh out)
