Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Among the Giants


he traveled alone, carrying only a tin cup, a handful of tea, a loaf of bread, and a copy of Emerson





We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us




He usually spent his evenings sitting by a campfire in his overcoat, reading under the stars.


We all flow from one fountain-Soul. All are expressions of one love.
God does not appear, and flow out, only from narrow chinks and round bored wells here and there in favored races and places, but He flows in grand undivided currents, shoreless and boundless over creeds and forms and all kinds of civilizations and peoples and beasts, saturating all and fountainizing all."
- John Muir

3 comments:

  1. makes me homesick for some american ideal of the wilderness. i guess that's called nostalgia.

    beautiful, lady. xo.

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  2. Love the John Muir quote - he is the man. This post is realllly inspiring me to go to Muir Woods today! The images are beautiful.

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