Welcome! I am a contemplative thinker and photographer from Colorado. In this blog, you'll discover photographs that I've taken on my hiking and backpacking trips, mostly in the American West. I've paired these with my favorite inspirational and philosophical quotes - literary passages that emphasize the innate spirituality of the natural world. I hope you enjoy them!

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In the Spirit of Wildness,

Stephen Hatch
Fort Collins, Colorado

P.S. There's a label index at the bottom of the blog.

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Imagination reveals the convertibility of every thing into every other thing.

"Imagination is a very high sort of seeing.  The feat of the imagination is in showing the convertibility of every thing into every other thing."

Ralph Waldo Emerson


 
Photos: (Top) Bryce Canyon hoodoos; Bryce Canyon National Park, UT; May 24, 2014; (Bottom) Desert Varnish; Escalante River Canyon, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument, UT; May 25, 2014

Hiking Transforms Us Spiritually

"Everyone walks. What distinguishes hikers is that walking does more than transport us. It transforms us . . . Hiking evolves beyond recreation. When we find it leads to calm and clarity, hiking becomes meditation. When we sense nature manifests the divine, hiking becomes reverent, devotional, a form of worship."

Kathy Copeland,
"Heading Outdoors Eventually Leads Within."


Photo: Hikers on the Arthur's Rock Trail, with Golden Banner flowers blooming in the foreground; Lory State Park, CO; May 27, 2014

Wilderness inspires occasions to unleash our artistic expression.


"Experiencing wilderness rejuvenates our souls, sharpens our senses, and inspires occasions to unleash our artistic expression."

Shannon Holt,
Ranger, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument 




Photos: (Top) Desert Varnish decorating a canyon wall; Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument, UT; May 26, 2014; (Bottom) 500-600 year-old Douglas-Fir; Bryce Canyon National Park, UT; May 24, 2014


We are inspired to imitate the beauty we meet in the wilderness.


"Beauty inspires us on a visceral level.  We meet it in natural environments and imitate what moves us."

Shannon Holt,
Ranger, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument









Photos: (Top) "The Sinking Ship," with the Pink Cliffs in the background; Bryce Canyon National Park, UT; May 24, 2014;  (Bottom) Pale Evening-Primrose blooms, with Desert Varnish-streaked cliffs in the background; Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument, UT; May 26, 2014

Beauty Requires Effort to Plumb


Bryce Canyon is filled with many surprises. One is the experience of hiking to the bottom of the canyon along the Navajo Loop Trail and finding a grove of large Douglas-fir trees that are 500 to 600 years old. The orange hue of the surrounding hoodoo walls causes everything in the vicinity - including the trees - to become saturated in brilliant orange splendor. Another surprise is coming upon delicate-looking Rock Columbine flowers blooming alone on stark, arid, reddish limestone slopes deep within the canyon.

Both of these discoveries require a bit of effort to reach. Similarly, if we hope to find beauty in our daily lives, we must be willing to put in the effort to look for it. Merely remaining passive to the sometimes challenging circumstances of life in society, and then expecting to find beautiful things all laid out for us will not work. It takes a bit of effort and love to plumb the depths, where beauty almost always lies hidden!




 Photos: Douglas-Firs and Rock Columbines; Bryce Canyon National Park, UT; May 24, 2014

Desert Alcoves Elicit a Sense of Intimacy and the Preciousness of Life


Desert hanging gardens elicit in me a sense of intimacy and an awareness of the preciousness of life.  In these canyon alcoves, water seeps out and drips off the cliff wall and then onto the floor below, creating hanging gardens of Alcove Columbine, Yellow Monkeyflower and Maidenhair Fern.  These gardens are especially exquisite because a desert environment lies very close by. The columbines in these photos are endemic to the Colorado Plateau.


Photos: Alcove Columbines and a weeping wall; Calf Creek Falls, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument, UT; May 26, 2014

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Wilderness sharpens our perspective, helping us remember who we are.


"When immersed in the perspective-sharpening power of wilderness, we remember who we are and reflect upon how we fit into the natural world."

Shannon Holt,
Ranger, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument 


Photo: My sister-in-law hiking toward the Wall of Windows; Bryce Canyon National Park, UT; May 24, 2014

In the wilderness, we feel whole and alive.

"[In the wilderness] we feel whole and alive when we have the opportunity to challenge ourselves physically, enjoy self-motivated exploration and discovery, and create our own adventure stories."

Shannon Holt,
Ranger, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument


Photo: Sunset in Escalante country; Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument, UT; May 25, 2014

Optimism at Bryce Canyon

Yesterday I mentioned how the sunny, brilliant orange desert environment of Bryce Canyon elicits a sense of optimism for me.  It apparently does the same for other visitors as well, who all seem to be in their highest spirits while hiking the park's trails.  The only National Park where I've experienced a comparable level of buoyancy among visitors is at Mount Rainier.

Photo: Ponderosa Pine growing on the rim of the canyon at sunrise; Bryce Canyon National Park, UT; May 24, 2014

Centuries of civilization have not tamed the wildness within our hearts.


"Centuries of civilization have not tamed the wildness within our hearts, which still resonate profoundly when in nature."

Shannon Holt,
Ranger, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument


Photo: Common Globemallow, Escalante River Canyon, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument, UT; May 24, 2014.  There were hundreds of bees humming in the midst of these flowers, a hopeful sign in an age when bee populations are declining rapidly.

Trees grip the ground as though they liked it!

"I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast-rooted they travel about as far as we do."

The Contemplative John Muir

Photo: Ponderosa Pine holding on; Bryce Canyon National Park, UT; May 23, 2014

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Wilferness is a Refuge for the Human Spirit


"Wilderness is a refuge for the human spirit.  The mosaic of experiences within wilderness inspires our creativity, capability, spirituality, and ultimately - longevity."

Shannon Holt,
Ranger, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument


Photo: Lava boulder and Calf Creek Falls, Escalante - Grand Staircase National Monument, UT; May 26, 2014

The Bryce Canyon Landscape Elicits a State of Optimism


The bright desert sun and brilliant orange hues of the Bryce Canyon landscape elicit a state of mind that is brimming with optimism and hope.  It's as though the unspoken dreams of the heart become externalized in the light-filled vastness of the landscape, thereby making them all the more real.

Photo: Bristlecone Pine branch and cone, with Thor's Hammer and hoodoos in the background; Bryce Canyon National Park, UT; May 24, 2014

Thursday, May 22, 2014

The Fire of Hope


"The fire of hope almost went out; we have to rekindle it."

Red Cloud,
Lakota Chief 


Photo: Golden Banner (Golden Pea), the reddish Spearfish Formation, and Bear Lodge; Devil's Tower National Monument, WY; May 18, 2014

In silence and solitude we can have the thoughts of God.


"What nobler employment can we engage in than having the thoughts of God in silence and solitude as best we can, where the manifestations of His power are barest, far from stupefying noises and vice, far from ourselves . . .? "

John Muir



Photos: Lambert Crazyweed blooms on cracked badlands soil; Badlands National Park, SD; May 17, 2014

Mixed Feelings About the Oregon Trail

On my way back from the Badlands, I stopped at "Register Cliff," which is located near Fort Laramie, Wyoming. The cliff sits along the old Oregon Trail. It is right next to the North Platte River, and was used by those using the trail from 1846 to 1869 as a place to carve their names, often to let others in subsequent wagon trains know they were OK.

As I examined the cliff, I found myself filled with mixed emotions. On the one hand, I imagined the excitement and optimism of the 400,000+ emigrants who used the trail to make the 2,200 mile trek from Missouri to Oregon, where they hoped to start a brand new life. I also thought of the 20,000 who died of cholera along the way, and wondered at the fact that the numerous crossings made on the North Platte River would have been quite difficult.

However, I also wondered how the Native Peoples must have felt at seeing a seemingly endless string of travelers entering their lands. The National Park Service movie at Fort Laramie mentions the fact that many of the Oregon Trail travelers were surprised to find - contrary to stories they'd heard - that the Indians were actually quite friendly. The movie makes a point of saying that less than 2% of the deaths occurring along the trail were the result of emigrant-Native conflict.

I imagined how I - as a Native - would have felt when thousands upon thousands of emigrants entered Indian territory, and I envisioned the anger and disbelief I would have experienced as treaty after treaty was broken. I also imagined the heartbreak and anger I would have felt when Euro-Americans decimated all of the buffalo herds, effectively ending the Plains Indian way of life.

In this case, as with so many other issues in life, I've learned to take the advice of psychoanalyist Carl Jung, who recommended that we allow ourselves "to be crucified between the opposites, until a reconciling THIRD takes form." That is indeed one of the major tasks of our time.

 

Photos: (Top) one of the names on Register Cliff, and (Bottom) Blue Flax and cliffs along the Oregon Trail, near Fort Laramie, WY; May 18, 2014


The earth has received the embrace of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of that love!


 "Behold, my brothers, the spring has come,
The earth has received the embrace of the sun
And we shall soon see the results of that love!

Every seed is awakened and so has all animal life.
It is through this mysterious power that we too have our being.

And we therefore yield to our neighbors . . . 
the same rights as ourselves, to inhabit this land."

Sitting Bull
Hunkpapa Lakota Chief


Photo: Wild Plum flowers, with Bear Lodge in the background; Devil's Tower National Monument, WY; May 17, 2014

Will the Era of the Family Farm Return?

“As the farmer who won the lottery said when asked what he was going to do with his winnings: 'Keep farming until it's all gone.' "

Anonymous

While driving across Wyoming and Nebraska on my way to the Badlands, I saw quite a few windmills, many of them still operating. It brought a sense of nostalgia about the earlier era of the family farm or ranch. I wonder how long corporate agribusiness will last? Is it here to stay? Will we one day return to the era of the family farm, or is that long gone? My wife grew up on a family farm in Nebraska, and four or five of her uncles were also farmers. I believe that upbringing contributed in large part to her ethic of hard work, ability to adapt readily to change, and pragmatic mentality.

Photo: Windmill and bluffs near Van Tassell, WY, about 2 miles from the Nebraska border; May 16, 2014

Nature's modes work towards beauty and joy.

 
"Nature's modes work towards beauty and joy."

John Muir

Photo: Tufted Evening-Primroses with the Yellow Mounds in the background; Badlands National Park, SD; May 16, 2014

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

We do not want riches. We want peace and love.

"We do not want riches but we do want to train our children right. Riches would do us no good. We could not take them with us to the other world. We do not want riches. We want peace and love.”

Red Cloud,
Lakota Chief


Photo: Lavender Mustard flowers with bluffs in the background; near Porcupine, Pine Ridge Reservation, SD; May 16, 2014

It is always sunrise somewhere.

“This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.” 

John Muir

Photo: Sunrise, Badlands National Park, SD; May 17, 2014

Blooming in the Midst of Aridity


I find that I am endlessly inspired by the sight of a wildflower thrusting up through cracked desert soil. To me, it speaks of the fact that the arid conditions the human spirit often has to endure - when the water of consolation or supportive circumstances seems to be absent - are the very things that allow its subsequent blooming to be all the more stunning. Indeed, it is often the aridity of life that causes us to look inside for a deeper strength that would otherwise remain hidden and undeveloped.

Photo: Grassy Death Camass (Above) and Lambert Crazyweed (Below) push up through cracked clay soil; Badlands National Park, SD; May 17, 2014



Tuesday, May 20, 2014

We are called to mirror to others their own divine self.


Each of us has a high calling: to serve as a mirror in which others can discover their own sacred nature, their own true self.  We embody this mirror best when we seek always to discover the goodness of another person.

Photo:  Badlands reflected in a pool formed by rain in the morning before I arrived; Badlands National Park, SD; May 16, 2014

The Yellow Mounds

How can I adequately describe the Yellow Mounds section of the Badlands?  Vivid colors, meadows in the midst of a desert environment, a glorious sky.  What an amazing mini-ecosystem!

Photo: Badlands National Park, SD; May 17, 2014

Hidden Nooks and Crannies in the Badlands


There are all sorts of hidden nooks and crannies in the Badlands. Here - in the Yellow Mounds section - one can find large patches of grass filled with wildflowers. It forms a small oasis of greenness in the midst of a clay, plant-less wilderness.

Photo: Golden Banner (Golden Pea); Yellow Mounds, Badlands National Park, SD; May 17, 2014

One of the aims of my photography is to have the viewer feel the landscape inside their body and innermost being.

"Walking on the living, thrilling flesh of Mother Earth, one seems to be fairly feeding with one's feet - as if there were delicate palates in them - gaining strength as we go. And most delicious flesh-pleasure comes in through them in keen, infinitely fine flashes, more delicious, exhilarating than ever got into us by way of the lips."

The Contemplative John Muir

Photo: Tufted Evening-Primrose growing on cracked soil; Badlands National Park, SD; May 16, 2014. Part of my goal with my photos is to offer the viewer not only a visual feast, but a visceral one as well. I want you to feel the landscape inside your body - especially within your feet, legs, gut, heart and palate - tingling and exciting your innermost being!

Monday, May 19, 2014

The Badlands is a Visceral Experience


I experience the Badlands as a very visceral landscape.  It's as though I can actually taste the rock formations within my throat and palate.  Whenever I perceive visually the various spires and hoodoos, a sort of synaesthesia occurs in which I feel fingers of joy and excitement caressing the insides of my heart.

Photo: The Badlands at sunrise; Badlands National Park, SD; May 17, 2014

Solitary photography trips definitely have a monastic feel about them.


Solitary photography trips definitely have a monastic feel about them.  I don't have time to heat water for hot food at night, so supper - always eaten after sunset, of course - is simple and uncooked.  In the morning, I get up before sunrise - which in this case occurred at 5:20 A.M.  Here at the Badlands, the birds are incredibly loud, so arising at 4:45 wasn't such a chore, as they'd already beat me to it.  In any case, I often feel like the monks do when they get up before daylight to pray the VIgils Office.  On this particular morning, the sunrise was spectacular, with the badlands formations glowing deep orange while a cloud bank provided a wonderful contrasting backdrop.  Fifteen minutes after sunrise, the clouds finally took over and obscured the sun, which didn't appear again for several more hours.  I'm so happy that I was up early enough to catch the glow of this gloriously spiritual landscape! The silence and solitude of the sunrise was amazing, and the Vigils Office was amply chanted by a chorus of meadowlarks!

Photo: The Badlands at sunrise; Badlands National Park, SD; May 17, 2014

Friday, May 16, 2014

A Tug-of-War Between Winter and Spring


 
I love this time of year because winter and spring seem to be playing a game of tug-of-war. Back and forth they see-saw, and sometimes the two reach a stalemate. It is during those times that the landscape is often most beautiful. As always, beauty consists - at least in part - in a magnificent harmony of contrasts.

Photo: Rocky Mountain Maple buds encased in ice; Rocky Mountain National Park, CO; May 12, 2014

The life of adventure is the only life that makes sense.


"The life of adventure is the only life that makes sense.  Adventure, interpreted broadly, of course - to include not only physical action, exploration, but also human love, ideas and ideals, the arts . . ."

Edward Abbey 



Photos: (L) Joanne hiking in Professor Creek Canyon, and (R) Prince's Plume blooming under Bowtie Arch; near Moab, UT; May 4th and 5th 2014

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings!


"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings!"

John Muir

Photo: What an incredible day our Naropa class had for a snowshoe hike! This past weekend's snow was wet and heavy, and the scenery was spectacular! This is at Mill's Lake in Rocky Mountain National Park, CO (May 14, 2014).

Life Springs Out of Death!

In the burn area, I came upon a multitude of bushes that were budding out in "pussy willows."  Impossible to record with a limited instrument such as a camera, I nevertheless was able to capture a hint or two of the amazing way in which life springs out of death after a forest fire.

Photo: Willow catkins on a burnt log; Fern Lake Burn; Rocky Mountain National Park, CO; May 9, 2014

A Charred Willow Twig is Budding!


While hiking in the Fern Lake Burn, I was amazed to come upon this charred twig of willow that was budding with new flowers.  How amazing is the persistence of life!

Photo: Willow catkins, Fern Lake Burn; Rocky Mountain National Park, CO; May 9, 2014

It is not death or dying that is tragic, but rather to have existed without fully participating in life.


"It is not death or dying that is tragic, but rather to have existed without fully participating in life - that is the deepest personal tragedy."

Edward Abbey

Photo: Prickly-Pear Cactus blooming under Corona Arch; near Moab, UT; May 5, 2014.  This arch is popular with rock climbers who do a stunt called "rope swinging." The day before I took this picture, a climber fell and suffered a head injury.  His blood was present on the rock slope under the arch when we arrived.  A year earlier, a man died doing a similar stunt.  It is sad, but I look at it this way: at least they were both doing something they loved.

C


"The Canyonlands.  What's the use: no matter where I go, what I do, I can't get the canyon country out of my heart.  A love affair with a pile of rock."

Edward Abbey

Photo: Joanne at Broken Arch; Arches National Park, UT; May 5, 2014





Wednesday, May 14, 2014

The Desert is a Good Place

"This is the thing: The desert is a good place - clean, honest, dangerous, uncluttered, strong, open, big, vibrant with legend."

Edward Abbey  

Photo: Dwarf Evening-Primrose and purple Scorpionweed, with one of the Courthouse Towers in the background; Arches National Park, UT; May 5, 2014

We in America are being robbed of the most elementary decencies of life.



"We in America are being systematically robbed. Robbed of the most elementary decencies of life - clean air, sunlight, pure unmedicated water, grass & woods to play in, silence, solitude and space, even time, even death, Instead . . . ? Insanity. Tee Vee. Hi-Fi. Super-Duper. Glittering shit. And, finally, morphine."

Edward Abbey,
1957


Photo: Evening-Primrose with Turret Arch in the background; Arches National Park, UT; May 4, 2014

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

We Are the Land


"Man is not himself only . . . He is all that he sees, all that flows to him from a thousand sources . . . He is the land. If there is in the country of his abiding, no more than a single refluent color, he takes it in and gives it forth again . . . , as a manner, as music, as a prevailing tone of thought, as the pattern of his personal adornment."

Mary Austin, 1924

Photo: Stephen in Professor Creek Canyon, near Moab, UT; May 4, 2014

An Armenian in Utah's Canyon Country


It seems my Middle Eastern heritage (minus the blue eyes) always comes out when I'm in the desert. My grandfather's last name was Hatchadorian, and he came to this country from the Armenian part of Turkey during the Armenian Persecution.

Photo: Yours Truly in Professor Creek Canyon, near Moab, UT; May 4, 2014

I want to disappear from myself down in the grandest canyons of the soul!


"[I want to] disappear, from everyone, myself included, down in the grandest canyons of the soul."

Edward Abbey

Photo: Joanne hiking in Professor Creek Canyon, near Moab, UT; May 4, 2014

What Draws Us Into the Desert?


"What draws us into the desert is the search for something intimate in the remote."

Edward Abbey

Photo: Dwarf Lupine, with The Three Muses / The Three Gossips in the background; Arches National Park, UT; May 5, 2014