Sunday Selections


Everything in nature invites us constantly to be what we are. We are often like rivers: careless and forceful, timid and dangerous, lucid and muddied, eddying, gleaming, still. Lovers, farmers, and artists have one thing in common, at least – a fear of “dry spells,” dormant periods in which we do no blooming, internal droughts only the waters of imagination and psychic release can civilize. All such matters are delicate of course . . . In his journal Thoreau wrote, “A man’s life should be as fresh as a river. It should be the same channel but a new water every instant.”

– Gretel Ehrlich, “On Water”, The Solace of Open Spaces


This post by Barn Raised and this one by Hali Karla made me pause this week and pick up Ehrich’s book. Both felt like a cool drink of water.

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