We ever were creatures of the water, it draws us as surely as does the dancing flame of fire.Not long ago we drank from a river such as this, gathered our food here and made our home along her meandering shores.In these straightened times, to swim along a river is to become reacquainted with something deep inside of us, yet not fully remembered.It is there at the back of mind, a beautiful memory, a fable of a golden age when humanities child was so rich in promise.The cold touch of water, rich with oxygen plays over skin, awakening us to this primal evocation of being.Rushing frets wash away our self-imposed prison bars and the cold amour of ego, then like the salmon we leap and play amongst the shoals.We are truly free in this our essential wildness, indeed it is our contingent state and nature gently eases us into the remembrance of this foundational aspect of our sapient life.
Posted by Neil Hill on Monday, August 28, 2017
We ever were creatures of the water, it draws us as surely as does the dancing flame of fire.
Not long ago we drank from a river such as this, gathered our food here and made our home along her meandering shores.
In these straightened times, to swim along a river is to become reacquainted with something deep inside of us, yet not fully remembered.
It is there at the back of mind, a beautiful memory, a fable of a golden age when humanities child was so rich in promise.
The cold touch of water, rich with oxygen plays over skin, awakening us to this primal evocation of being.
Rushing frets wash away our self-imposed prison bars and the cold amour of ego, then like the salmon we leap and play amongst the shoals.
We are truly free in this our essential wildness, indeed it is our contingent state and nature gently eases us into the remembrance of this foundational aspect of our sapient life.
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