Compass
Wayfinding Despite the Noise
This morning I walk to the beach through the fog (June gloom) took of my shoes and sort of rolled my feet through the sand. First my heel met the sand, then I rolled whole foot through the soft cold grains. A massage, a grounding and cold ocean water. Walking in thick fog is like walking in a dream. Sound is muffled, it’s quiet, everything is shrouded.
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