I’ve been thinking a lot about natural silence. Also about absorption into a landscape: the beauty and the terror of that experience, and the different forms it takes. How I’m always fearful of inviting it — and also, always, desirous. And the one could not exist without the other.
Three short offerings in this vein:
A gorgeous photo essay from Emergence Magazine,
by Gabriella Torres Ruiz
The Xenotopian Impulse
A short introduction to the Broomway, over at Last Word on Nothing, by Michelle Nijhuis. (With reference to a previously mentioned favorite book.)
Creation, complacency, and the alien companionship of wild rivers.
Published at The Cerurove, by me.