Tiny, I wish you many moments of wonder
I have given it some thought, and it must be on the trip that rekindled my love for Kruger.
I had received an email informing me of a training course with Bruce Brydon.
"Who is Bruce Brydon
", I thought.
My twin daughters were turning 18 and I thought that this would be the ideal 18th birthday present, an experience to hold onto forever.
Well, the few days surpassed all expectations. I knew that something very profound had happened and I would never be the same.
Towards evening of our second last night, Bruce had jokingly said that he would take us somewhere special and that he would guarantee an elephant sighting.
We left for our sundowners and made our way though some pretty dense bush. It was obvious that few vehicles passed that way. After climbing out the vehicle, Bruce took us on a short walk to rock covered hill. There was a small cave and it was there that we were given our elephant sightings.
I could look at what few people had seen, ancient rock art of 3 elephant. I wondered at that moment whether this had been a sacred sight. There was, without doubt, a very profound change in the mood of the group.
We made our way back to the vehicle, which was parked on a slight elevation. There we each found a place to sit. We sat in silence as the African sky deepened into darkness.
I was so aware of all our lives, so separate and so united. It seemed that we were joined by the ancestors, not only the ancestors of Africa, but by each person who had ever loved us and held us dearly.
Later we returned for supper. Bruce's wife gave us a talk on Anthrax. She is a miro biologist. We chatted and laughed and spoke into the night. I think that each one of us knew that something of the sacred had happened. The next day, there was a change in our group. There was a unity that had previously been absent.