Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Well-plowed fields.

June 13, 2018

 

There is so much truth to the sentiment that it takes a village to do, well, anything. And my village consists of wind and sunrise, birdsong and rainfall, high tides and low tides, a certain surrender of effort, and a very necessary relinquishing of control. 

 

There's a human factor, of course, but that faction requires more conscious attention, more immediate interaction, and while that's something, and something beyond value, it's not everything. We must, at least for part of our day, for part of our lives, put ourselves at the mercy of elements beyond our control. 

 

Being lifted out of control is so very good for our health, and such a soothing tonic for overheated minds. 

 

 

 

 

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