 For close to 10 years, I have been walking to my pond most every morning, even if it means strapping on snowshoes to get there. I am amazed that each day brings a new perspective, each season holds a unique viewpoint. However, the in-between seasons are the most hypnotic.  April in Vermont is not quite winter and not quite spring. The surface of the pond fluctuates between stunning angular ice patterns and gentle ripples. Today, it was ice. I won't try to explain the formation and varying design of ice patterns, as that belongs to someone who is much smarter. I am merely the observer.  I have always considered Pond to be a mystical place. Wisdom can be found on its surface and in its depth. Today, I discovered a Torii gate, which confirmed my suspicions. In Japan, many of the shrines have a large structure, called a torii gate, at their entrance. They are also found in nature, at the base of a mountain or along the seashore. Stone or wood is typically used to construct them, and there are occasions when they are painted vermilion.  These structures, whatever the size, signify a gateway. They serve as a symbol to mark the transition from the everyday mundane world to the sacred. Today on the frozen surface, a reed that had been broken created a torii gate, a pathway to the divine. During my trips to Pond, I never know what surprises await me, but I am certain that it will transport me to a magical world — an ethereal world.  Live in color,
Abby Look very closely at the first image, locate the gate and pass through to the divine.
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