disconnecting to reconnect

Phones off, water shoes on, paddle in hand.

There are few things that compare to a morning swim in crisp, clean water after a night of sleeping on the ground.  No cemental engineering feat was between me and Mamma Earth.  Knobby and knarly, each root system and/or rock cluster found a way to smudge and smooth the city stresses.  I even stared myself into a campfire trance before being enchanted by the ground that awaited me.

The smell of fresh air or the tingling feeling of your hands sifting through moving water…. the mouth watering sensation of fire crisped nourishments.  Nature moves through our body differently than the manufactured structures of modern life.  I’m of a different physicality when away from the energy of my usual congested life.  Is one better than the other?  In some ways yes, and others no.  The list of pros and cons seems endless. 

So rather than compare, I experience both.  Appreciate what they offer and work to ensure both can exist intandem.  Each symbiotically supporting the other ecosystem of lives; still a ways away from the circuitous flow, which we are daily reminded of. Optimistically, I feel it.  I smell it.  I taste it.  It can exist, we just have more work to do.