From Terri Windling's blog, Myth and Moor:
''Humans, like other animals, are shaped by the places they inhabit, both individually and collectively. Our bodily rhythms, our moods, cycles of creativity and stillness, even our thoughts are readily engaged and influenced by seasonal patterns in the land. Yet our organic attunement to the local earth is thwarted by our ever-increasing intercourse with our own signs. Transfixed by our technologies, we short-circuit the sensorial reciprocity between our breathing bodies and the bodily terrain. Human awareness folds in upon itself, and the senses – once the crucial site of our engagement with the wild and animate earth – become mere adjuncts of an isolate and abstract mind bent on overcoming an organic reality that now seems disturbingly aloof and arbitrary."
- David Abram (The Spell of the Sensuous)
See the whole post here: Myth and Moor: Archaic Values
My thoughts tonight:
This is the life I want: writing, canine companion, free to wander woods and walk among the flowers. To immerse myself in the magic of nature and my own private worlds. Sometimes the future seems so far away, and I have to remind myself to live in the now, to take walks, and keep hope alive. To keep the magic alive.
The magic doesn't just come by itself, we have to feed it. By nature, by inspiring books, by belief in the magic itself. It's not always easy in this world of ours. But even on days I don't believe in myself, I believe in the magic.