The great affair, the love affair with life, is to live as variously as possible, to groom one's curiosity like a high-spirited thoroughbred, climb aboard, and gallop over the thick, sun-struck hills every day. Where there is no risk, the emotional terrain is flat and unyielding, and, despite all its dimensions, valleys, pinnacles, and detours, life will seem to have none of its magnificent geography, only a length. It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses
3 comments:
So grateful to be cantering along with you as our beloved witness and way-shower.
May our journeys be long, sparkling with glorious wonders, while always knowing our way home.
You always find the best writers. I so wish I could write like that!!
Not being a horse rider at all, I am in awe of those friends who are. For me more mundane risky behaviors all my life, and I still am around to remember them! Thanks, and I hope you have a lovely week ahead.
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