At the base of Little Zig Zag Falls on Mt. Hood, there is a sign that explains how when wild water falls, either plunging over a cliff or rushing down a cascade, that the drops release negative ions. These microscopic particles are supposed to balance the toxicity of modern living in overcrowded and polluted situations.
I don’t know if the science is good bad or indifferent. I do know that when I stand at the base of a waterfall I breathe easier, muscles that I didn’t know were tense relax. And something in my soul soars free.
So I give you two random waterfalls from my cache of photos.
Horsetail Falls, Columbia River Gorge
And my favorite place on Earth, the closest thing to Sacred Ground I have found: Shepherd’s Dell Falls