When you leave the pavement behind and wind your way down our rocky canyon, the rest of the world is left behind. We live in a different dimension, one that doesn't have crowds, credit cards, pagers, pressure, or air pollution. We live in a dimension dominated by natural processes: time, wind, rain, and sunlight. When it gets cold, we build a fire. It's a very simple and authentic reality. The coyotes howl outside the window, really.
If you have never left the work-a-day world before and gone off to a truly lonely spot, you might find yourself crying at first. It's a shock that quickly passes. Then you fall in love with the peace and stillness. In the quietness of our imperfect, incomplete, and impermanent reality, you can sense your inner fire and know who you are. Your core self emerges. In the halls of this ancient school house, you will become more like the child you once were.
The hard part is leaving this sheltered environment to go back to the mundane world you left just days ago.