Landscape

Though not a religious person, I had heard of the concept of a higher power without really comprehending it. One day, I was standing on Bernal Hill in San Francisco watching the sun peek over the eastern horizon when it all became clear to me: my higher power is the beauty of this amazing world around me, wherever I am, especially during those god moments that occur right around when the sun first rises and when it sets.

I am constantly distracted by and drawn to the magical swirls of clouds above the gentle gradations of color that fade into the mountains in the distance, the way the light coats the world in different ways depending on texture, shape and position, and the awesome history, both natural and man-made, that has created the vista I see in front of me.