We are walking cycles of each day. Like the spokes of a wheel, we begin in the center as the day breaks and travel out on foot into the rural landscape; keeping eyes open to the sky, the hills, the earth under our feet. We travel back in to the center at the end of the day.
(5 days in may 2012)
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Body Habitat Day 3
Day 3: goal-less walking in rural lands. The land feels sad, tired, grief stricken. Where are the wild things? Where can a walker sit to rest? Can I feel safe or at home here? No, I don't think so. I long for wild land. I long for land with a voice.
I hear this so deeply.
ReplyDelete-Corvallis Heather