walking in the Uinta range yesterday. the space there is has the timeless patina of a truly wild place (although, conforming to the staunch definition of the technical 'wilderness' is debatable.) but being in a place much bigger than you, and being keen to absorb all the things around you, making the least amount of noise, and stepping as softly as you can, is a cure-all for almost any stagnant circuit. here there are questions of authority and the dull closed circuit of waiting tables. it was a good dose of the earth medicine, and, as always, the Men enjoyed themselves.
No comments:
Post a Comment