It’s easy to picture how Tumacacori once was so many years ago – serene, tranquil, beautiful — the active center of a small community in this isolated desert. And it is still beautiful in its own way.

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I love the way saguaros just stand in stoic silence, even in the broiling desert sun. You can learn from their silence. As Eckhart Tolle writes in his book, Stillness Speaks, “We have forgotten what rocks, plants, and animals know. We have forgotten how to be. How to be still.

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After all, you go back to Yosemite, as Muir said, “to hear the waterfalls and birds and winds sing … to interpret the rocks, to learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche … and to get as near the heart of the world as you can.” This is hard to do when you’re standing under a waterfall and getting soaked.

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valley flows the crystal River of Mercy peacefully quiet, reflecting lilies and trees and the onlooking rocks,things frail and fleeting and types of endurance meeting here and blending in countless forms as if into this one mountain mansion Nature had gathered her choicest treasures, to draw her lovers in close and confiding communion with her.

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The Grand Canyon seems like a gigantic statement for even Nature to make all in one mighty stone work. Wildness so Godful, cosmic, primeval, bestows a new sense of earth’s beauty and size…

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