Boots. My hiking boots. Today I slid my double-socked feet in, flattened the tongue, pulled the laces tight against the hooks, tied knots. Muscle memory, but other memories too.Our hiking boots landed on moss, water, stone, mud, rock. Regardless of the surface, it seemed each step put pressure on a power button hidden beneath the surface, prompting the earth to release energy from its ancient, abundant store. Topographical endorphins. p. 88
Ancient, abundant earth. What are you trying to tell us?