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Walktober: Time traveling

A hike in the woods. (August 2017)

I like walking because it is slow, and I suspect that the mind, like the feet, works at about three miles an hour. If this is so, then modern life is moving faster than the speed of thought or thoughtfulness.

~ Rebecca Solnit, Wanderlust: A History of Walking

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20. A Monday meander

Upstairs in one of the buildings at the Shelburne Museum in Vermont.

Do you really believe … that everything historians tell us about men – or about women – is actually true? You ought to consider the fact that these histories have been written by men, who never tell the truth except by accident.

~ Moderata Fonte, The Worth of Women: Wherein Is Clearly Revealed Their Nobility and Their Superiority to Men, circa 1600

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The Shelburne Museum: The Round Barn

The Round Barn at the Shelburne Museum in Vermont.

The people of wealth and power do not know what it means to take a place seriously: to think it worthy of love and study and careful work.  The Amish question “What will this do to our community?” tends toward the right answer for the world.  The only sustainable city—and this, to me, is the indispensable ideal and goal—is a city in balance with its countryside.  The real work of planet-saving will be small, humble, and humbling, and (insofar as it involves love) pleasing and rewarding.

~ Wendell Berry

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Heart centering

Chasing rabbits.

I choose to believe that there is nothing more sacred or profound than this day. I choose to believe that there may be a thousand big moments embedded in this day, waiting to be discovered like tiny shards of gold. The big moments are the daily, tiny moments of courage and forgiveness and hope that we grab onto and extend to one another. That’s the drama of life, swirling all around us, and generally I don’t see it, because I’m too busy waiting to become whatever it is I think I’m about to become. The big moments are in every hour, every conversation, every meal, every meeting.

~ Shauna Niequist

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A cloudy Tuesday

Dragonfly in the meadow.

What is the meaning of life? That was all – a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one.

Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

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If we were having coffee: The ferry crossing

Boarding the ferry.

Being on a boat that’s moving through the water, it’s so clear.  Everything falls into place in terms of what’s important and what’s not.

~ James Taylor

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