Between the rain-quenched earth and the spreading blue heavens, amid the evergreens, I felt my heart beat all the stronger and my soul blossom from bud to flower.
To hike with my dog in the forest was one of the great pleasures of my life. He was great company and those were great hours we spent together.
The hike was a chance to feel my energy weave itself into the energy of nature, to feel that flow as a tingle and spark. It rewires me... makes me a better human.
To hike was always my Alice in Wonderland moment, yet there was no rabbit hole or high key to reach. To hike was to become both caterpillar and cheshire cat, to marvel at every leaf and cloud formation and feel a growing simile within.
The pathway threads though the mountains. To hike here is to weave oneself into nature, to become part of the fabric of the place.
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