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The Peace of Wild Things

"When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound, in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."

~ Wendell Berry

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1. Angelina Carpenter wrote:
I love Wendell Berry. Thank you for posting this. I did just this last week when I took my morning walk around Lake Miramar. It wasn't my first time doing so. I felt a call to certain spot and went and sat there. Then I laid down in a fetal position and felt Mother Earth hold me. That same sense of peace came over me. While lying there I hear a loud noise of a creature & raised my head. A startled quail waddled off into the brush carrying its breakfast. A delightful surprise to me, but I don't think so for him until he realized this two-legged being meant no harm.

Sun, March 26, 2017 @ 8:35 AM

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