January 24, 2018
At a certain point, you must speak to the earth without intermediary.
Start by taking off your shoes.
Let the mud in, the dirt everywhere, the wet in places you’re trying to keep dry.
You have to get dirty.
You feel everything, every root and indentation and rock. Your feet are an extension of you, on the land. In the earth. Your mind speaks to the mud. Your heart is in the bamboo.
Let it solve the puzzle of your anger.
