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Mount Fremont Lookout near Mount Rainier

lookout in distance

Mount Fremount Lookout in the far distance, at the end of the ribbony trail

This post is just an excuse to quote a favourite poem from a favourite author — an author I have mentioned before, though in a very different context. Not only did Mount Fremont Lookout offer me unparalleled views of a snow-covered Mount Rainier, it reminded me of this perfectly crafted poem, that, to my mind, captures the very essence of Ursula Le Guin’s voice. (Of course, I see no reason whatsoever to include a photo of Rainier itself!)

Initiation Song from the Finders’ Lodge

Please bring strange things.
Please come bringing new things.
Let very old things come into your hands.
Let what you do not know come into your eyes.
Let desert sand harden your feet.
Let the arch of your feet be the mountains.
Let the paths of your fingertips be your maps
and the ways you go be the lines on your palms.
Let there be deep snow in your inbreathing
and your outbreath be the shining of ice.
May your mouth contain the shapes of strange words.
May you smell food cooking you have not eaten.
May the spring of a foreign river be your navel.
May your soul be at home where there are no houses.
Walk carefully, well loved one,
walk mindfully, well loved one,
walk fearlessly, well loved one.
Return with us, return to us,
be always coming home.

— Ursula LeGuin