A Beautiful Day on Pisgah Mountain


My best friend Maggie and I took a day trip down the Blue Ridge Parkway to Pisgah Mountain today, to see the fall leaves which are beginning to turn.

 

My children were able to return to Lumberton, and they  have power, although no clean water except what they have been able to get in bottles and in buckets from their friends and the charities that are assisting after Hurricane Matthew’s devastation.

Yesterday, they helped served meals to the people who are homeless now.  My grandchildren are learning more about charity and compassion, from both sides of the equation.  I am proud that, even in hard times, my daughter and her family are able to give to others.

 

It helps me to take a moment to remember the beauty around us, so I wanted to share these photos with all of you, in gratitude for your thoughts and prayers for my family.

 

Namaste,

Barbara

 

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

All photographs taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio, 2016

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The Looking Glass Waterfall


I searched and searched and searched

and I could not find Thee anywhere

I called Thee aloud, standing on the Temple.

I rang the Temple bell

with the rising of the sun

I bathed in the Ganges in vain.

I came back from Ka’ba disappointed;

I looked for Thee in heaven,

my Beloved, my Pearl, but at last I have found Thee

hidden in the shell of my heart.

—Hazrat Inayat Khan

 

 

Looking Glass Falls, Pisgah National Forest. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

Looking Glass Falls, Pisgah National Forest. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

 

 

 

Fir trees, what are you?

We are the souls of the sages

who preferred vigil in the solitude to the busy life of the world.

 

Fir trees, what are you? We are hands from heaven,

stretched out to bless the earth continually.

 

 

Fir trees,what are you made for?

We are the temples

made for those who worship God in nature.

 

Fir trees, what are you doing in this forest?

We are the souls on the cross,

patiently awaiting

the hour of our liberation.

 

Dry wood, why do they burn you?

Because I no longer can bear fruit.

—Hazrat Inayat Khan

 

 

 

 

Mighty rocks have slid down the mountain side. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

Mighty rocks have slid down the mountain side. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

 

 

Mountain wild flowers. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

Mountain wild flowers. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

 

 

Tulip, why have you opened your lips?

To tell you what I have learnt in silence.

What did you learn?

To make of oneself an empty cup.

 

Orchid, what do your petals represent?

Graceful movements of dance.

what does your dance express?

The earth paying homage to Heaven

—Hazrat Inayat Khan

 

 

Water is the elixir of life. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

Water is the elixir of life. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

 

The path of freedom

does not lead to the goal of freedom;

It is the path of discipline

which leads to the goal of liberty.

—Hazrat Inayat Khan

 

 

 

The Looking Glass pool. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

The Cliff face beside Looking Glass Falls. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 201

 

 

The falls through the trees. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

The falls through the trees. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

 

 

 

Make your heart as soft as wax

to sympathize with others,

But make it hard as a rock

to bear the hard knocks of the world.

—Hazrat Inayat Khan

 

Entering Pigsah National Forest. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016

Entering Pisgah National Forest. Photograph and copyright by Barbara Mattio, 2016