Day 13d: A most refreshing Sacredness … (04/27/2019)
Walking onward through the woods towards the town of Staufen, through the cool mistiness of this particular Germany’s early Spring, I soon came across a most lovely grotto — one being carefully tended by an elderly gentleman. It turns out the man, Mr. Lehmgruber, was the original creator of this spring-fed sanctuary, and he was as gracious with his kindness towards me as he was humble about refusing any public acclaim for manifesting & then maintaining this most peaceful of local oases. He departed soon after my arrival (after politely yet firmly refusing to allow me to photograph him for The Walk’s epistle), and — despite the arrival of ever -thickening raindrops — I lingered for awhile in reverence; bathing my aching feet in the cool waters he had devoutly channeled for others years ago, and then lovingly tended for others ever since …
“Never overtly interrupt (or even whisperingly naysay) someone who is choosing to undertake a noble task; one who might believe to be impossible, and as such one you have neglected yourself to engage.” ~ inspired by Amelia Earhart
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