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That’s how the light gets in

Updated: Feb 19, 2022


Recently I took a little walk through a nearby slot canyon. I’ve been meaning to explore this magical place a while now.

Just 35 miles south of the hacienda, the short couple of miles hike takes one through typical Chihuahuan desert landscape.

Coming in the way I did, which was walking the trail loop anti clockwise, or starting to the right at the trailhead, it is a slight scramble to get down into the entrance to the canyon which has been sculpted out of the sedimentary sandstone, over years, by storm water.

Inside the canyon it is extremely narrow in places, and significantly cooler that the outside temperature.

The colours, textures and play of light inside this naturally sculpted earth tunnel are exquisite.

Mesmerizing.

Transfixing.

Transforming.

It’s not the Grand Canyon by any means, but it is my very own, local, easily accessed, crack in everything which lets the light in**.

An everyday wonder of the world.

And while we dwell on sinuous things, I chose to save this slot canyon experience for winter when rattlesnakes are at their most sleepy.

Warm season visitors are put on notice: word on the ground has it that both entrances are guarded at times by snakes.

Rattlesnakes.

It is their territory, after all.


**soundtrack, with thanks: Anthem - by Leonard Cohen

The birds they sang

At the break of day

Start again

I heard them say

Don't dwell on what

Has passed away

Or what is yet to be.

Ah the wars they will

Be fought again

The holy dove

She will be caught again

Bought and sold

And bought again

The dove is never free.


Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack a crack in everything

That's how the light gets in.


We asked for signs

The signs were sent:

The birth betrayed

The marriage spent

Yeah the widowhood

Of every government

Signs for all to see.


I can run no more

With that lawless crowd

While the killers in high places

Say their prayers out loud.

But they've summoned, they've summoned up

A thundercloud

They're gonna hear from me.


Ring ring ring ring ring


Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack a crack in everything

That's how the light gets in


You can add up the parts

But you won't have the sum

You can strike up the march,

There is no drum

Every heart, every heart

To love will come

But like a refugee.


Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack, a crack in everything

That's how the light gets in.


Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack, a crack in everything

That's how the light gets in.

That's how the light gets in.

That's how the light gets in.











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