“The Lordly Hudson”
In various published writings, including past posts in this blog, I’ve waxed on the Hudson River and its perennial draw for thinkers, artists, and naturalists alike. The American man of letters Washington Irving described it as “the lordly Hudson” in his tale “Rip Van Winkle.” This storied body of water promises mystery, wonder, and serenity.
On a recent summer morning, a friend and I shared a walk along the the Hudson River in the Palisades Interstate Park. We both needed a temporary respite from the city and a constitutional before the oppressive heat settled in for the day. The water lapping against the rocky shoreline quieted whatever ruminations might have been running through my mind. I could simply enjoy the setting and the company. I could focus on what was right before me.
This experience of quietude and intentionality–simply being in the moment–is a gift to be savored and cherished. It might be encountered through an immersion in nature, losing oneself in a book, or talking with a friend. I found it on the Hudson River. I imagine readers have their own avenues and favorites to achieve this. I would welcome learning about them.