Finding Reverence

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sometimes we want to slip away, but we are challenged by our greatest foe, ourselves.

Submitted: November 13, 2011

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6-16-2011 I could have easily been a prisoner of my vices today, but I made a choice, one rarely taken, one not made in a while. Leaving the house and then town was a slight battle of wills. On one hand, I had wanted some good chicken and biscuits from a local breakfast joint, and then i might continue on into the wilderness. On the other hand, I could rehash my routines and hope for some inspiration. Another choice was to just hang up all of my attachments and get out into the woods as soon as possible. I chose to get the hell out of town. As the city slipped away, giving way to rural life, the darkness and greyness of everything before me and around me created a scary shadow within me. For a bit of time, my attachment to the urban mundane was consumed in a fear and then an acceptance of the trail ahead and the solitude awaiting me. When the winds of the road mimicking those of the beside river gradually departed the rural landscape and entered the forrest, so too departed the darkness and greyness of everything before me. The sky opened up. The sun shown through. And the river softened. Further into the forrest and the river softened yet more. I mention the river softening and I suppose what I really mean is that it and it's surroundings became more reverent.


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