06-21-2022, 04:31 AM
(06-21-2022, 04:10 AM)Michigan Swamp Buck Wrote: I was just recalling the day I could see the world as the ancient pagans viewed it. It was a windy, sunny fall day many years ago when I saw the battle of the north winds against the south. The trees were swaying to block the forces of the zephers, Notus and Boreas, as they battled over the territory below them. Large cumulus clouds across a clear deep blue sky were like legions of chariots engaging in the battle. Everything was alive all around me and made brilliant under a dazzling autumn sun that was watching over all things. I retained this state of mind for perhaps ten minutes before I came out of it.
I've augmented this state of mind by engaging in the conversations that the landscape is having. I don't hear any voices, it's something you see, more like a body language. The river talks to the land and they talk to the roads and other things we build. It's talking to you too when you are traveling through the landscape.
WOW!!
That's pretty powerful!