On our trip west over Memorial Day, my husband and I hiked back to see these 2,300 year-old Native American cave drawings in northern Arizona. I always like to step off the beaten path when we travel, and in this case, we had the trail–and the cave–entirely to ourselves. Seeing these cave drawings left me feeling incredibly humbled, and also connected…. How small we are in the continuum of human expression.
Wouldn’t you love to be able to sit at that cave’s campfire? Of course, I wouldn’t be able to understand a word they were saying. But I figure in the world where I can move back in time 2,300 years, I can acquire lost language.