"For a road wanders in but knows no way out..."
A writer friend and I have been gathering quotes about the Ojai Valley. Here's one for this beautiful Sunday morning, from a letter written in 1922 by Nitya (Nityananda), the brother of Jiddu Krishnamurti, to Dr. Annie Besant. Nitya's letter was composed a few weeks after the two brothers first came to Ojai, and began living in the east end, on McAndrew Road.
In a long and narrow valley of apricot orchards and orange groves is
our house, and the hot sun shines down day after day to remind us of
Adyar, but of an evening the cool air comes down from the range of
hills on either side. Far beyond the lower end of the valley runs the
long, perfect road from Seattle in Washington down to San Diego in
Southern California, some two thousand miles, with a ceaseless flow of
turbulent traffic, yet our valley lies happily, unknown and forgotten,
for a road wanders in but knows no way out. The American Indians
called our valley the Ojai or the nest, and for centuries they must
have sought it as a refuge.
Source:
Krishnamurti: The Years of Awakening, London: John Murray, 1975, Shambhala reprint edition 1997, by Mary Lutyens


Comments (3)
Chumash song, ancestral light ...
in self's hoop reflected,
this Goddess Moon!
Comment #1 Posted by: Millennium | December 30, 2007 05:49 PM
Suza,
Though I’ve never met you in person, I would just like to say that your contributions here on the OP speak for themselves and clearly reflect what type of person you are as well as the moral compass you are led by. Your warmth, generosity, humor, passion (as well as your vulnerability, self-deprecation and obvious ability to take the highroad) makes me regret that I never knew you in the past.
You go girl!!
Comment #2 Posted by: LTOR | December 31, 2007 06:20 AM
Thank you LTOR, your kind words are very much appreciated!
Comment #3 Posted by: Suza | December 31, 2007 07:48 AM