This will be a short post, honoring the close of our time spent with dear friends at our beloved Triangle X Ranch. This year, we celebrated birthdays; rode horses among the brilliant fall colors of quaking aspen and cottonwoods; enjoyed evenings before dinner at “Chairhenge”; listened to music presented by our talented friends, and sang along; cried together over deeply healing conversations; had joyful reunions, and met new guests who became friends.
The leaving is always deeply emotional for me, and so I’m including these closing lines from Mary Oliver’s poem, “In Blackwater Woods”, which so beautifully expresses my reflection on this time together. Peace and all good things to you, our dear friends.
…To live in this world you must be able to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.