Pass through my body with a jolt

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I remember when I was a child at Coolin or Sagle or Talache, walking into the woods by myself and feeling the solitude around me build like electricity and pass through my body with a jolt that made my hair prickle. I remember kneeling by a creek that spilled and pooled among rocks and fallen trees with the unspeakably tender growth of small trees already sprouting from their backs, and thinking, there is only one thing wrong here, which is my own presence, and that is the slightest imaginable intrusion—feeling that my solitude, my loneliness, made me almost acceptable in so sacred a place. [….]

 Marilynne Robinson,  When I Was A Child I Read Books: Essays


Post title inspired by Albert Einstein’s quote: “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”


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  1. I got a body
    also a soul
    got a mind
    really bold
    age will tell
    when i get old
    how is my body
    where is my soul?

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  2. And there is THE question…

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  3. tread softly and gently and try to leave no footprint, just quietly take it all in.

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  4. Soul speak, from the soul of our Mother to that of our own. Love the tenderness of the realization of the author.

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