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Meditations #77

BY lisal

September 21, 2016

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A child’s travels begin in the imagination,

down the rabbit hole,

in Mr. McGregor’s garden,

under the floorboards,

across a treasure island.

We never forget our first destinations, the stories that have often taken us there

and the frissons of emotion – fear, wonder, surprise, warmth – that subtly color

every place we go thereafter.

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Mankind has opted for monoculture, a desert of boredom.

We travel to escape – vertically up a mountain or into the seas’ depths, horizontally across continents into remoteness.  We look for adventure and magic, to discover our inner power awakened in survival.

And while I know I am an agent of destruction of the very world I yearn for, I nevertheless must go and see it.  For what else is there but cultures formed of fragments and debris from another time, pieced together in another way.

All photos by Varun Mathur from Jungle  Sutra of India's Hornbill Festival

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