“Where sky and water meet,
Where the waves grow sweet,
Doubt not, Reepicheep,
To find all you seek,
There is the utter East.”
― C.S. Lewis
Mizrach – a Hebrew word for east. It literally means the place of the rising sun. I have no doubt that my eternal heart compass orients to the east—the place of the rising sun. How about yours?
Up before dawn, we dress in silence and head for the Explorer. We make our way up the winding Summit Road, to the top of Cadillac Mountain—the first place to view sunrise in the United States.
A rock invites me to have a seat (yes, rocks do speak, … well, sort of). So I do, and I wait, with eyes wide-open to sky’s still-dark border at the waters of Frenchman Bay.
Earlier in the week, a friend gives me a gift—a Hebrew tallit, named P’nai by the artisans who designed it. (I am told that the Hebrew word P’nai translates to “the blue points of light” in English.) I lay the tallit across my lap—heart engaged in prayerful meditation, in unison with the heavens above. I am lost in translation—drifting among the morning stars singing in chorus.
In a twinkling, I’m back, just in time to catch sight of the most magnificent fiery-red orb emerging. The tallit upon my lap literally absorbs the chaste white rays and mysteriously glows with the radiance of the sun.
And then, something extraordinary … with sky perfectly clear, and no clouds in sight, a rainbow appears behind me.
Reflected light before me; refracted light behind. I am surrounded in a prism of light: wrapped in Creation’s very own tallit … in Mizrach, the place of the rising sun.
One more mountaintop experience to add to my life journal. An experience not meant to teach but to transform.
” …The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” Psalm 19:21 (NIV)
*The photo was taken by my husband, as I was otherwise engaged drifting among the stars and gazing into mysterious glows. He also caught the rainbow behind me, otherwise I would have missed it completely. Thank you, dear husband. You know me so well.