Bessastaðaá
That’s why you can see it. Sometimes you see the eye. Sometimes you see the moment of your seeing.
Breiðulækur
Sometimes you glimpse your eye deep within the mind of the world.
Bessastaðaá
For that, you have to go on a journey to the centre of the earth.
Gilsáfoss
And there you are.
These are my secret Icelandic falls. I’m not telling you where to find them, because it does not matter. What matters is the finding. If I told you, you wouldn’t find them, and finding is such a pleasure.
And the leaving again. Even if I came back, I’d find something else.
No, what you need to find lies somewhere else, but I promise it’s there. This one, maybe?
Or this one?
Look at that hill. If you’d come in the right season, you’d find 50 of them, and leave each one to find it in your heart again. Off you go!
Because waterfalls in basalt are the shape of skulls, the shallow bowls that catch the energy of life that is the world, they are great places to think.
Stekkalækur
It’s a good thing you don’t have to translate those thoughts into words.
Stekkalækur
To walk into these canyons is to walk away from story into poetry.
Bessastaðaá
Note the “field” on the upper right.
People used to live here. This was the boundary of a house field.
Stekkur
You didn’t look out. You looked in.
