This morning the overlapping rows of our low Vermont mountains to the south of us, are covered with layers and overlayers of mist. It’s a Chinese painting.
Mist is a beautiful natural power, according to the ecopsychologist and expert in all things Celtic, Frank MacEowen. Not water, and not air, mist dances between the two elements and calls us to cross over a magical threshold. MacEown claims that over time “we can become so profoundly merged with a place and identified with its energy that we become part of its spirit, its voice.”
In The Mist-Filled Path, MacEowen calls places where we merge with the "otherworld," spiritscapes.
Using “mist” as a guiding metaphor for understanding a place, remember misty places you’ve quietly observed. Thin places. Threshold places. Potential doorways to a sacred world. Places where, as this Celtic writer claims, you can rediscover the shape of your soul. Places where you enter your spiritscape. Did you sense a shimmering peace?
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