hi all! you may remember me as my previous incarnation as @singingbowls. I’m breaking a long silence here to tell you what I’m up to nowadays, which is leading wilderness adventures here in san diego! we hike into beautiful backcountry locations to move, breathe and meditate in the wild world.
please take a moment to check out my website: http://walkwildly.com
I won’t be updating this blog regularly, but follow me on Instagram (@walkwildly) or connect with me on facebook (facebook.com/walkwildly) as I would love to share my passion for the outdoors with you. 🍃🐾🍃
Do not forget the rocks:
Linger and meditate with them;
Their silence is the earth’s long story
And cannot be learned quickly.
— Jeff Daniel Marion
Your life seems so magical! :) Where in the world do you reside?
san diego! I’ve been on the west coast for nearly 3 years now & loving the magic of the mountains + the sea.
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- thephilosopherinparadise
When two people meet and fall in love, there’s a sudden rush of magic. Magic is just naturally present then. We tend to feed on that gratuitous magic without striving to make any more. One day we wake up and find that the magic is gone. We hustle to get it back, but by then it’s usually too late, we’ve used it up. What we have to do is work like hell at making additional magic right from the start. It’s hard work, but if we can remember to do it, we greatly improve our chances of making love stay.
— Tom Robbins
earthing on pine needles, pollen & fine strips of her sweet bark.
we hightailed it to the mountains yesterday to watch the gibbous moonrise & feed the fire stories from the first year of our love. we saw our first glow worm! & caught frogs, & stalked a young deer (just to be near its mystery), & watched the dipper leak (in its milky way) streams of stars and satellites across the dark.
When the mystery of the connection goes, love goes. It’s that simple. This suggests that it isn’t love that is so important to us but the mystery itself. The love connection may be merely a device to put us in contact with the mystery, and we long for love to last so that the ecstasy of being near the mystery will last.
— Tom Robbins
