Some days, when the world feels noisy and cramped, its good to climb up out of the city and into the fresh clear air of the hills above. Follow me up the steep slopes of Arthur’s Seat, rising from the foot of the Royal Mile and the Scottish Parliament, and we can look down from on high, to the crowded streets and jumbled spires of Edinburgh.
As we walk deeper into the hills the green space begins to work its magic, softening our breath and filling us with a sense of peace. The warmth of the sun releases the scent of coconut from the golden yellow gorse, freshening the bright air. And the sounds of the city streets fall away into the distance below, replaced with the sweet soothing notes of birdsong.
Above us the recumbent lion keeps watch over his domain, luring the crowds up his steep mane, but we will follow a less crowded track through the heather and rocks, until the castle perched on her rock peeps into view.
Climbing higher and higher it’s as though we have risen into the clouds themselves, as they drift in ever shifting shapes across the sky. Dramatic bursts of sunlight and shadow sweep across the landscape, pulling us into the ever-changing moment. The wind tugs insistently at our hair as it blows over the slopes and into the clouds above, forgetting the world far below.
High above the world, we plant our feet firmly on the ancient lava flow which once moved as a white-hot river down these slopes. Now gently eroding at a snail’s pace in the wind and frost.
Gazing down from above we can see the pattern of the city streets, tumbling away from castle rock, the enduring heart of Edinburgh, and we can let the space of the hills seep between our thoughts and worries as we rise above it all for a little while.
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