It feels familiar, this pilgrimage, but I know it will bring new insights and new people into my life, if only for a few days. (I will also be visiting some lao pengyou, old friends. At last night's painting class, someone brought dim sum, so it felt like the kickoff for my journey. I was attempting images of the Eight Immortals, especially fond of Tie Guai Li, with his iron crutch and gourd.
|A little distorted, but he WAS crippled; teacher says, "You paint in the style of Li Keran."|
|Stairway to heaven.|
|The Cascading Shan.|
|A message left in a scenic spot in the Mount St. Helens area.|
In any case, the message from Mt. St. Helens is pretty much the same as the one I get in Wudang. Things are destroyed, but return. To witness and accept these changes is magical. Where there is life there comes death; where there is death there comes life.
|Felled trees from the kinetic energy of the blast 33 years ago; new trees taking their places.|
|Trees not felled, but stripped by the energy of the blast.|
|The magnitude of resurrection.|