Prismic Prayer
I remember once, being afraid – very afraid – of the water. From the safety of the craggy rocks, I feared waves, the unknown pull of life at the bed of the sea and death itself. I saw the sea as a malevolent being – and the rocks as my protectors. Until one day, I ventured out alone. The waves began to drag. I had drifted too far away – and a panic gripped my body like a phantom clenched-fist.
I would never feel the land beneath my feet; I will no longer be able to rely on the stones – those who I had trusted for so long, and who warned me of the dangers of the unknown. But my legs began to kick and so I pleaded: ‘Look after me’, I asked the water. And it replied by taking me back to shore. Leaving me on the stones and rocks that stood firmly beneath my feet and welcomed me to safety.
I had overcome my fear and was now in control. We had made a deal, the water and I; that I should not be afraid, but that I should not underestimate it either. Now I live between the stones and the water. Between what I know, and what I do not; so that I never forget that deal I once made with danger, and how it repaid me by making me a braver person, open to new ideas.
The Mindful Athlete
When you are alone for days or weeks at a time, you eventually become drawn to people. Talking to randos is the norm. I’ll never forget the conversation with the aquarium fisherman, forest ranger, and women at the Thai market. It’s refreshing to compare notes on life with people from vastly different backgrounds.
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This is Carl Sagan: Galactic Philosopher
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When you are alone for days or weeks at a time, you eventually become drawn to people. Talking to randos is the norm. I’ll never forget the conversation with the aquarium fisherman, forest ranger, and women at the Thai market. It’s refreshing to compare notes on life with people from vastly different backgrounds.
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On Natural Cycles
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A Sanctuary Within: Mosques
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This is Terence McKenna: A Contemporary Shaman
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Knowledge of the Land, Morocco
When you are alone for days or weeks at a time, you eventually become drawn to people. Talking to randos is the norm. I’ll never forget the conversation with the aquarium fisherman, forest ranger, and women at the Thai market. It’s refreshing to compare notes on life with people from vastly different backgrounds.
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The Way of the Shaman
When you are alone for days or weeks at a time, you eventually become drawn to people. Talking to randos is the norm. I’ll never forget the conversation with the aquarium fisherman, forest ranger, and women at the Thai market. It’s refreshing to compare notes on life with people from vastly different backgrounds.
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Paulo Coelho – The Alchemist
When you are alone for days or weeks at a time, you eventually become drawn to people. Talking to randos is the norm. I’ll never forget the conversation with the aquarium fisherman, forest ranger, and women at the Thai market. It’s refreshing to compare notes on life with people from vastly different backgrounds.
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