The Path to the Sacred

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The forest guarding the Sacred Path.

There is a sacred path deep in the forests of Southern Africa. It leads to an ancient river. The path is sacred because if you are privileged to walk along it and pause a while you sense there is a reality way beyond what your limited senses can even remotely imagine. Suddenly you ask: Where else have I felt like this? The memories come flooding in: The ancient granite Matobo Hills in Zimbabwe; a deserted cove in Corfu; the Redwoods in California; the grove at the top of Alta Plaza in San Francisco. Connections. Connections. Connections. Connections to the great beyond. Please scroll down.

Below is a small song with words that I have written as a tribute to the Sacred Path. I have also played it for you.

The Path to the Sacred

The path to the sacred
Is calling me home
The path to the sacred
Where worlds become one

I answer the call
A door opens wide
My friends are there waiting
There's no more divide

John Bartels - December 2021

The sheet music is on page 2

Page 2

Sheet Music for "The Sacred Path"

Saving energy in hills and mountains

Do not lose height when walking in the hills or mountains.

My late uncle spent a considerable amount of time in the mountains of Yugoslavia during WWII.

Once during the 1950s he and I were walking up large granite hill in the Matopo Hills near Bulawayo in the then Southern Rhodesia.

His advice: When you climb a hill, if possible, take a line that does not go down and then up. This way you will not lose the height you have gained and save energy.