Intermission: Unplugging to recharge, and doing something I've always been uncomfortable doing—self-promotion
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For twenty years I’ve walked these same woods on the shores of St. Margaret’s Bay and every time I do, if I’m paying attention, I see something new. I’ll be honest, I’m not always paying attention— like most people, my mind is often swirling with thoughts, ideas, and yes, worries. But sometimes there is a glorious spaciousness and the boundary between me and the world around me feels either membrane-thin or disintegrates altogether.
Intermission: Unplugging to recharge, and doing something I've always been uncomfortable doing—self-promotion
Intermission: Unplugging to recharge, and…
Intermission: Unplugging to recharge, and doing something I've always been uncomfortable doing—self-promotion
For twenty years I’ve walked these same woods on the shores of St. Margaret’s Bay and every time I do, if I’m paying attention, I see something new. I’ll be honest, I’m not always paying attention— like most people, my mind is often swirling with thoughts, ideas, and yes, worries. But sometimes there is a glorious spaciousness and the boundary between me and the world around me feels either membrane-thin or disintegrates altogether.