Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

From the ground up.

October 20, 2016


I've never been one of those brave souls who could do that whole tie-a-knot-and-hang-on thing. No, I'm much better at looking up, then looking down to judge the fall, shrugging, and dropping to the earth to see where I've landed, hoping to avoid major injury in the process. 


But this whole swinging thing? That's a thought. Instead of thinking of the end of the rope as a place from which to hang yourself up, to suffer, we'll redefine it. 


This is your rope swing, baby, and all that expanse below you? One sweet river ready to take you to the next port. The rope isn't a dead end--it's a tool, a risk, an exhilarating reminder that you might just be onto something after all.






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