Meditations

Beware the Beauty

Drew Hardesty

19 Oct 2023 — 1 min read

Ok, I lied. This will be the last Meditation for the season and it will be briefly about memory and beauty. People tell me that these meditations are like being led into different rooms, but never to an absolute conclusion. Why should this be so different?

Time slipping away.
That cottonwood in Blue Wash...
Do you remember?

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Those of us who travel through the canyon country, particularly in autumn, are haunted by the memory of Everett Ruess. Ruess, as you may know, was an artist, poet, and writer and explored the desert southwest - primarily alone - in search of beauty and meaning. His block prints are breathtaking.

In his last postcard to his parents (autumn 1934), he scribbled, "The beauty is more than I can bear." He was never heard from again...and his disappearance remains a mystery to this day. He was 20 years old.

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