Sometimes when recently-fallen snow lies soft and loose on the slopes and high peaks, a broad, wild, gusty wind blows across the mountains from east to west, opposite the normal direction. Pressure gradients have shifted, and the range is enveloped in a river of wind.
In the forest, branches toss joyously. The roar of wind blowing through pine and fir needles grows deep and rich, surrounding you with its symphony. Find an opening in the trees and gaze in awe at clouds of snow blowing from the high alpine summits, forming banners in the blue sky.
This wind has a wild feeling as it blows and gusts, lulls momentarily and gusts wildly again. It erodes snowbanks deposited earlier, creating new forms. It blows snow backwards up over vertical cornices built by the prevailing wind–a sight few have seen!
On the crest of a ridge, move from the protection of the trees to feel the full force of the wind! Know that you are participating fully in a huge river of wind filling the canyons, filling the sky, roaring among the peaks. Now it presses against you–personally, against you. This vast wind, an element of God’s dynamic universe and presence, envelopes and enfolds you. It is as if God is saying to you personally, “You are my beloved [insert your name]. I have made you a full member of my universe, my family. I embrace and love you fully.”