Hubbard Glacier... For This Is Love

"We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls." ~ Mother Teresa of Calcutta

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There are places on earth where neither soul nor creature wants to speak, a place of such extraordinary beauty so resounding, overwhelmingly captivating, that we stand and listen to the reverberating sound of silence, nature's voice, and this is one of those places.

We stood in awe and obeisance. A few whispered softly, with reverence. Then no one spoke as we quietly awaited the impending. There it is... a thunderous rumble... a crack... we gasp, and all heads turn in search of the new birth. The calf has severed itself from the massive mothering tower and with such force slices into the unknown depths of the frigid and still waters. There before us is the undulation of the water, the afterbirth, as another hush of wonderment follows. Silence... for this is love.

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As we began to pull away, the sun burst through and applauded the performance.

Bravo!

Here is Alaska, Final Days and should you like to start at the beginning of the trip, you may do so here.