Being up high has always absolutely thrilled me, the higher the better, I would love to piggy back on a hang glider, I adore heights. Maybe I'll be a bird next time. So the cablecar is thrilling for me but not quite as thrilling as the last time I went many years ago, when the car was open and I could lean over and pretend I was flying. Now it is all closed and 'safe' and revolves while ascending. But still a fantastic experience. Being up there was windy, cold, high, awe-inspiring and spiritual. I felt small and unimportant and vice versa, all at once. I felt that the universe is simple and that God is simple. I felt that the more I knew, the less I knew and the less I knew the more simple I bec
ame. I felt like a pawn out of Google.Earth that if someone wanted, at the click of a mouse, they would zoom me in and out of the panorama. If I spread my arms wide would I fly, would the wind lift me up and take me where it goes? If I lifted my hand high above me, would God pull me up? I was so high already, it would have been a very little pull. Cathy checked the heavens carefully to see if He would...luckily He didn't and I was able to enjoy another whiskey that night!
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