There are times in one’s life where some of the most religious experiences happen when you are just there. Visiting an active volcano is one of those moments. Where you feel as if you’re at a place that is deep in the galazy then the one in you are walking on now. Lava destroys life completely in such a location except for the one’s that are standing in it’s mist. A mist where clouds and steam come out of the landscape with enough heat to roast a marshmallow right where you’re standing. The hike to get to this location (previously post) led me to this journey which opened a faith path that burns in my today and G-D willing in the future as well.