I call Glen Etive ‘the healing place’. This picture which was taken right at the entrance to the Glen. Sorry about the aerial!
When you turn onto the single track road the first thought that comes into your head is the 23rd Psalm. For you non-catholics, that’s the one that goes:
“Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death…”. Now, some of you are saying “How can that be a healing place if you think of walking through the valley of the shadow of death?” Well, here’s the full 23rd Psalm:
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’ sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil:
For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil;
My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.
Now, I’m not a catholic, I’m not even christian, but some things ring true whether you attach any spiritual meaning to them or not. I don’t believe in God or Jesus, but the effect of being in Glen Etive is similar: it makes me feel rested and at peace, and so I can put my thoughts in order and revitalise my soul. You probably have to experience it to understand it.
Some miles along the track into Glen Etive I came across these wild deer foraging by the road:
It’s different seeing majestic animals in their natural environment, instead of behind wires at a zoo. I stayed there some time trying not to spook them, just taking in the vision of wild deer foraging in a wild forest of highland Scotland.
I took the opportunity for some walking whilst here and got over 100 photos. However I had to curtail my walking after a few hours as my left calf muscle is permanently cramping. I suspect a trapped nerve or something grr