Owning up to being an animal, a creature of the earth. Tuning our animal senses to the sensible terrain: blending our skin with the rain-rippled surface of rivers, mingling our ears with the thunder and the thrumming of frogs, and our eyes with the molten sky. Feeling the polyrhythmic pulse of this place – this huge windswept body of water and stone. The vexed being in whose flesh we’re entangled. Becoming earth. Becoming animal.
Becoming, in this manner, fully human. David Abram