Ancient. Mysterious. Humbling. Such was the energy emanating from the Pearse Resurgence. I sat perched on a mossy rock overlooking the opening of the cave, staring at the deep, dark blue pool. It was silent. The water was still and crystal clear. It made me feel like keeping still and quiet as well. Some people instinctively whisper when entering a church, out of respect or because they feel humbled by the place. Sitting there, at the door of this abysmal mystery, I felt that