Autumn is finally upon us. Rains; lightning even
It seems like such a distance and trial to get away and into quiet, into the ‘primitive’ and natural world. But it is not far. Forest and mountains without people or reception are very close. Even still, that can feel like part of our “busy, busy”, and not a place ‘away’. I suffer from objectives (agendas) – maybe, or perhaps just those time restrictions, and that there is something pressing to return to. Maybe ‘away’ is much much closer.
Turn off the phone.