Canyons of the Heart
Part 6: Time on a planetary scale
petroglyphs of the Anasazi are visible on the rocks. They chiseled or scratched
these images in stone, images that had meanings to them that are not obvious to
our brains so much as our hearts. Perhaps they were used as celestial markers
or as records of history or legend. Faint traces of painted pictographs are visible,
too. They might have used these images in ceremonies, standing where we stood
to view the images. They grew crops of maize, beans and squash where we walked,
and stored the food in tiny rooms of the ruins.
in the rocks, we saw deer and rabbits, probably descendents of the ones they hunted.
We could almost smell the smoke from their cooking fires as we built our campfire.
The people were carried by their parents here as infants, learned to stand here,
ran here as children and hobbled here as aged adults. They experienced the changes
of adolescence here. Here the shadows crept up the canyon walls as the sun went
down, the same as today. Here they learned of this world, they found their loves
and their fears and their adventures and their tragedies, all here in Chaco Canyon
and Canyon de Chelley and other places in this region. Some of their descendents
still are here, families that never left here, like the people on the mesa at
Acoma Pueblo, whose sanctuary sits atop a mesa instead of against a canyon wall.
They lived here, they live here still, on this part of the outer surface,
the skin of the earth. Which also in a way is the outer skin of time, the present.
But the canyons slice into that skin, cut into the earth like wounds, carve into
time, revealing the layers beneath the surface. This outer skin is hairline thin
compared to the layers of sandstone revealed at the deep canyons. This skin is
the current one, but you can follow the layers down, back in time that we count
as almost two billion years. Layers deposited long before the Anasazi or even
their species existed.
earth has made an incomprehensible number of circuits around the sun since then.
It is time on a different scale, with processes so gradual, so persistent. An
immensely patient accumulation of sandstone layers worked by the forces that sculpt
the canyons and the mesas. It is time on a planetary scale instead of a human
scale. Our earth: so many present moments lie buried there, so many outer skins
overlaid to support the next one.
page: some of the moments
7: Reverse Mountains