If we can live with ourselves,
we can live in line with nature.
• (A Trek up to the Palace)•
It can be challenging in the city. I've attempted walking barefooted almost everywhere I go. After delicately trekking one evening through the Lisbon streets I found my feet the color of soot, so black I could hardly believe they would ever be clean again. Peripheral vision of cigarette butts and candy wrappers; and still some sort of odd beauty. A grunge. It could call itself an antique.
In nature my heart slows down, my eyes can focus. But how is nature so different from the city? Are we not the animals of the streets, are we not a form of nature? How does it feel so unnatural? And why?
I will always marvel at nature's immense variety of creation. Diverse and strange. Earthy and not so Earth-driven. Continue digging my toes into the grime of it all, soaking everything in... 🌲🏚🌎⛰🌲